Unexpected sight

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The gym floor was covered with umbrellas—dozens, maybe hundreds—opened and standing in neat rows. Red, blue, and green patterns created a storm of color.
There were no footprints, no students, and no signs of chaos. Just umbrellas, perfectly spaced, filling every inch of the gym. Frank blinked hard, stepped back, then forward again. Nothing about it made sense.
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