Increased heart rate

“What’s this?” Luke whispered, pausing as though the uniform itself might answer. Slowly, he pulled out a yellowed scrap of folded paper. Creased many times, it looked as if someone had opened and closed it repeatedly. For reasons Luke couldn’t explain, his heart sped up, pumping harder as though preparing for something big. Somewhere deep down, he already sensed that this fragile paper was important—an understatement, perhaps, for what it was about to reveal.
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