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Ben scanned the pages of the book in hands. Though it was a nice December Sunday, he chose to sit inside his dorm room, blinds down, lamp on, reading. As if he had anything better to do anyway. No one had invited him out for anything, nor would he want to be invited. Socializing was hardly one of his strong points. As began to flip to the next page, he heard a vibration on his desk.

Rising from his bed, he paced over to the small wooden desk, and grabbed the cell phone resting on top of it. It was nothing special; it had internet capability, but lacked a touch screen belonging to most smart phones. Ben preferred simpler phones to ones that had an app for everything. He navigated to the email and opened the newest one.

Spoiler: Email

Attention Brookbridge Academy Students,

Due to rather unfortunate circumstances, Bellhurst High School has been forced to closes its doors to students until further notice. Upon offering, the Coy City school board has graciously accepted our offer to transfer its student body to our academy until Bellhurst High is up and running once more.
As such, Bellhurst students will be living in our dorms until further notice. As we do not have enough rooms to accommodate every student, many of you will be assigned room mates. We kindly request that you treat them as you would your peers.
We thank you for your understanding. If you have any questions or concerns about room mates, please contact the main office.

Ben wrinkled his nose. He applied to Brookbridge to escape the hectic public schools. Now students from the public high school were coming here? He let out a sigh. At least he wasn't one of the poor saps who was stuck with them as a room mate. He might not have quite understood his own room mate, but he had at least learned to tolerate him. Even, the sudden influx of students would at least double the class size. So much for peace and quiet. Ben closed the email so he could go back to reading, but something caught his eye. An email he had not seen before was sitting beneath it.

He opened it, and scanned its contents. "What...?" The date of the email was just about two weeks prior, yet it hadn't been in his inbox the day before. It claimed he had only 100 days to live - 85, now. Ben shrugged it off. Surely it was just some chain letter. Despite his doubts of its authenticity, he made a Tumblr post about it. Surely at least one person in the Academy had receive it as well.

 

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"Huh, no nightmares..." Brian murmured to himself with a weak smile as he forced himself out of bed. Rubbing his eyes, he scanned the room. Ah that's right, Aileen's guest room. He knew this room all to well, due to the numerous times he has slept over. Though, he hadn't been to her house in a little over a month, with all that was going on. Brian missed her home; it was decorated beautifully and he found it to be very cozy. It was his home away from home to him.

He popped open his suitcase and removed something to wear. It was simple, but was sufficient enough to keep him warm. He needed it of course, the weather was only getting more and more cold. Despite the heat emitting from the radiators, Brian could see his breathe if he squinted. These temperatures were so obnoxious. He was never fond of winter, despite his birthday falling into the freezing season.

Dragging his suitcases down the stairs, Brian noticed Aileen eating in the kitchen. Toast; it was bland, but anything would be good right about now. His stomach roared menacingly. With a sigh, he placed his belongings next to Aileen's and walked to the kitchen. He waved to Aileen and greeted with the usual, "Good morning!"

 

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Bobby McBobbington? Ace was sure he never knew anyone by that name. In fact, he was sure he never knew anyone named Bob in the first place. ​

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"There was no Bobby McBobbington." Drake mouthed to Ace, "He's lying." ​

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So Ace replied, "I never knew anyone named Bob, you're gonna have to try harder than that for you to take me with you."​

 

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"oh woe is me" Zeke acting totally dramatic as he shook his head "It seems my bestest friend ever has forgotten about me" Zeke said and let out a sigh and smiled "oh well" Zeke suddenly said as the arm around Ace's neck began to tighten it grip "Well then lets talk...shall we?" Zeke said with a sinister smirk. The once friendly tone of voice turned sinister and dark.

 

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F**k. This guy was on a roll. Ace decided to try to ask "Bobby" a question before he went onto him for lying, so he said, "If you really know me, then what are the names of my two sisters and my twin brother?" ​

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Bronagh pulled out a small pocket-sized marble notebook (she keeps it for her random writing inspirations) and she dialed 411 to figure out the bank's phone number.​

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After wrestling around with a robot teller for 10 minutes she received the number and she called it. She waited impatiently and clicked her pen to a basic rhythm. She sighed in relief when a human teller answered the phone.​

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Spoiler: Bank Teller Call Part 1

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She waited for a moment then typed in her PIN on her phone, when she was done she put the phone back up to her ear and waited, she was picked up by the same Teller.​

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Spoiler: Bank Teller Call Part 2

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Bronagh sighed as she hung up the phone, "Why the **** is Tim still on here? Mom you haven't updated this information in 2 years?!"​

That's also when you got back into alcohol though...​

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Who exactly are these people? I THOUGHT YOU'D NEVER ASK.​

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She waited a few minutes longer before she found myself switching to the email on the phone. She looked at the list of names once more, and turned to a new sheet of paper and made a list of them. She then made a key, a red x meaning dead, ~ meaning unsure of location, * meaning she does not know them.​

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Since she did not know pretty much everyone on the list, she decided she would look through the names and match them up with recent reports.​

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"Ashina Takahashi..." she whispered as she drew and x next to her name.​

"Madaline Moore...Thomas Adams....Temperance Spike... Xavier Creed..."​

Her eyes widened more as she said each name, her whisper getting quieter for each one.​

"That's a lot of people..." She said as a tear rolled down her face, "Bless their souls..."​

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She closed the book and jumped as her phone rang the automatic jingle the phone comes with. She answered the phone.​

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Spoiler: Bank Teller Call Part 3

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She hung up and less than a second later a long heard ringtone playing Il Dolve Suono a song she only knew about because of a movie she watched. The only problem she had with the ringtone was that it was Timothy's.​

She took time before she answered, "Hello?"​

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Spoiler: Timothy Call

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Bronagh sat for a few minutes in silence before standing up slowly and stretching. She grabbed the notebook and put it in her pocket again. She then looked up at the clouds.​

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"That's funny, because when I was young, my twin brother always played with me. He always hangs out with me. And if I knew you, he also played with us when we were young" Ace said.​

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"Fake!" Drake yelled at the boy. ​

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"Liar!" Cameron(one of Ace's friends) added. ​

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"Whatever you want to do with Ace; Drake, Cameron, and I will not let it happen!" Evan finished. ​

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"So Mr. Liar...." Ace started, "....what do you want with me?" ​

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"Fake!"​

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"Liar!" ​

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"Whatever you want to do with Ace; Drake, Cameron, and I will not let it happen!" ​

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Alyssa heard that from where she was sitting. ​

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Ace, was he in trouble? Alyssa decided to walk over to where he was to see what was going on.​

 

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Zeke grinned as his grip around the boys neck soon tightened to the point of choking "well then its interesting really...this little game was fun while it last and in general I was quite amused that you fell for such a pitiful ruse...a poorly thought ruse to be exact" Zeke said with a sadistic grin. With each second the grip tightened and tightened. "you'll not let it happen?" Zeke said as he began to laugh. "my god are you stupid? its already happening" Zeke yelled in glee.

 

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Alyssa made her way to where she heard the noise, where she saw Ace getting choked by a stranger. She gasped and made her way to the two. ​

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She tried to pry the stranger's grip and shouted, "Stop it! Stop it! Ace is telling the truth! I was telling the truth! I'm Alyssa Hunter! I got the thing too!" She found a sheet with the names of who got the email and she pointed to "Alyssa Hunter", and "explained" it to Ace's friends, "It was a joke threat email that some people are taking too seriously."​

 

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"I have absolutely have no idea what you are talking about" Zeke said as the grip continued to be tightened. How did a murder attempt lead to the topic of the email. Never once did he say anything about the email and never once did he speak his name about it. They were to die by the rules, they were pitiful and would die soon enough. It didn't hurt to speed up the process faster than it should be. The girl did attempt to pull him off, but for some strange reason she stopped and went to the boy's friends "How pitiful, well then its time we say goodbye" Zeke said as he used his other hand and placed it on the side of his face.

 

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"Stop... Please.... I'll do anything..." Ace stuttered.Then Alyssa stopped talking with his friends and returned her attention to him, where she attempted again to pry the stranger's grip off of him, and this time had a pretty decent one. ​

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"Stop it. He's innocent. He doesn't deserve to die." Alyssa said. ​

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1. The ability to pry himself loose with the help of Alyssa, and eventually free himself.​

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2. The idea to flee back to his dorm so he wouldn't have to get choked again. ​

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"Uhhhh, I'll see you guys later." Ace got his stuff and walked out of the cafeteria, than ran to the Boy's dorm.​

 

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The warmth of her blankets went from comforting to suffocating within moments of her blue eyes opening to a white wall. The scent of the room was stale...almost like dried paint, and it made her feel nauseous. She would have to open a window. As she twisted, she came to view the rest of the room. Her dorm, most likely. Thank you deduction.​

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Pulling herself up, she tried to blink the exhaustion from her eyes. Something horrible had happened last night. Something just like that time with John, most likely. Her body hurt in the same way as before. It was really putting a downer on her mood...having to worry about this Analynne spirit...How was she supposed to make friends like this? She would definitely have to try to ward her off when she got the change. ​

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With a deep breath, she swung her legs over the edge of the bed and pressed her toes to the chilled floorboards. There was another bed, too...She wondered who her dorm mate was. It did not look like they were here yet. This was a good thing, too, because she wasn't wearing anything. ​

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She spotted her backpack and carefully stood. Her bones felt like jello, but she managed to kneel down by her back and pull out her cell phone. It was dying, but the little bit of battery left would do just fine.​

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While waiting for a text back, she jammed Simon's phone charger into the wall and plugged the phone up, hiding it under the bed just in case her room mate was a thief. Rummaging through the backpack again, she pulled out a new outfit and got dressed. The cell phone buzzed with an alert just as she was through, and she plopped back down onto the quilt of the bed, bending over the edge to read the new text. The garden. ​

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Bolting up, she left the phone under her bed and slipped into her shoes, leaving quickly out of the dorm room.​

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Oh dear. People. So many strangers coming through the hall. Almost desperately, she swerved to avoid others and darted out of the girl's dorm hall. She was already out of breath, but she kept running, even when the harsh air from outside hit her...even though she had no idea where she was going or which way the garden was. She had a terrible feeling.​

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As Alex was making his way through the hall, looking around seeing if anything caught his interest. He was also giving himself so time to walk off the long nap he had. True he did enjoy being able to sleep that long, but he couldn't just sleep his entire day away now could he. I've got plenty of time to kill before I head back to my Dorm. Speaking of which, I haven't seen my dormmate at all. Since the school did have dorms, it was expected that their me dormmates too. I wonder where he could be.

 

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Bronagh's phone rang her home's ringtone, but she chose to ignore it. She didn't want to have to deal with her mother, or her aunt at that moment. So she instead checked her email, where her temporary credit card was. Because it had a bar code, she was able to use her phone with it, if she really wanted to, she could print it out, but she was too lazy to find a computer in the school with a printer.​

Instead, she started walking a little forward, then turned around to see the school again. She smiled at it, she loved the shape and look to it. It's one of the places she would classify as an "odd place" but not bad odd.​

She looked up at the sky once more and saw a cloud that looked like an Ice Cream, which reminded her that she had not eaten anything since the toast from a day before, right after the eclipse.​

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"Oh dear me it seems he got away" Zeke said as he watched Ace simply run away from his little attack "Ah it seems I'll have to find this out another way" Zeke said as he smirked and walked up to Alyssa. Raising his hand Zeke merely placed his hand on the girl's cheek and smiled softly "how very noble of you to have defended a total stranger like that...you'd best gain some compensation from the boy otherwise all that would have been for naught" Zeke said as he lowered his hand and smirk "well that was fun and all but I have things to do" Zeke said raising his hand in farewell as he headed off.

 

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Aileen turned around to face Brian and smiled. He looked rather cheery this morning, though it wasn't much of a surprise to her. He seemed to always look cheery in the mornings, in front of her at least. There were times were Aileen wondered if any of his smiles were fake, but she very rarely asked him what was bothering him. She didn't want him to feel as if she was prying into his personal life. If there was something wrong he would tell her, right? That's what best friends were for.

"Hungry? Want to grab something to eat before we go?" she asked. Aileen was hoping he wasn't going to skip breakfast. To her, breakfast was a very important meal. Whether or not she had breakfast determined how she would act that day. She sat there and waited for her best friend's response.

 

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"Hungry? Want to grab something to eat before we go?"

Brian shook his head no. "I'm not really hungry right now, but thanks." He smiled at her, again. It was a phony smile, sure, but it seemed to reassure his best friend so it was worth it. He grabbed his and Aileen's bags, almost falling over. He wasn't exactly Mr. Muscle, but this was ridiculous. He laughed awkwardly as he handed some of the load to Aileen. She happily received it, but Brian still felt a little silly. How embarrassing was that, even if it was in front of his best friend. He tossed the luggage into the trunk and he and Aileen entered the car. The engine hummed quietly against SNSD's new album blasting out of the speakers.

Soon enough, the pair reached the Academy. The car ride was excellent; they sang along with the melodies and had a great time bonding. He parked the car, and he and Aileen grabbed their luggage. Brian was impressed at how crisp and clean the whole campus looked. They entered through the gate, and soon found their way to the main office. The signs scattered across the grounds helped a great deal. They discovered what dorms they obtained and soon parted ways.

Brian found the boy's dorm with ease. Thank goodness, because this luggage was getting heavy. He located his dorm, which was a little more difficult, and entered the room. It looked very, very nice. He was impressed once again. This place couldn't be that bad, right? "I'm sure the people here aren't too bad... I sure hope so..."

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The monorail ride to Brookridge was horrible. To start off, before he even got onto the monorail, his mother was nagging at him to no end. Safety precautions, work load, social life... every possible topic she could discuss about "moving away", she mentioned. To make matters worse, Beau almost missed the train entirely. Maybe he should have, considering all the horrid things that occurred. The food was terrible, the assistant was rude, and the person he was stuck sitting next to was absolutely unbearable. Thank God the ride wasn't as long as he originally thought.

Thank. Fucking. God.

At last, Beau reached the Academy. The station wasn't far from Brookridge at all. The collection of buildings stood proudly in his field of vision. They were well-kept and neat, what he would expect of such an "elegant and fancy" campus. He thought of all the students to be conceited and arrogant, and was not looking forward to being surrounded by these type of people. Beau, gripping his bags tightly, braced himself for whatever the Academy would toss at him as he entered through the gate.

 

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After that episode, Alyssa decided to return to her dorm and text Lisa to see how she was doing. ​

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"Screw my asthma, I can make it," Ace told himself as he neared the Boy's Dorm. He was on the home stretch. ​

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He looked behind him to make sure, and no one was there. Then he was at the doors of the Boy's Dorm. ​

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xxxxxA soft humming vibrated from within her chest, filling the room dimly light room with noise. Moments before it had been silent, as she slowly flipped cards on the table. The boy across from her watched with intrigued eyes as the last card flipped over onto the table. The humming came to an abrupt stop. The room was silent once more as she studied the outcome. It was grim. Poor thing, he was so hopeful for something better. Clearly, it was not in the cards. She chuckled lightly from within at her joke. Never out loud though. No need to offend a client. They were there for help, after all. Laughing at them, would be anything but that.

xxxxxDark blue eyes flashed up at him and she observed his recoil. He was clearly distraught, having no clue as to what the cards meant. It looked bad, even he could see that, but he knew not the grave results that have been revealed. Golden locks brushed lightly across her bare shoulder blades. This new wig, it had a certain appeal that the others never seemed to contain. The curls were light and plump, the color was a mixture of golds and copper, blended perfectly together. A comforting hand rested delicately on the boy's shoulder as she delivered the bad news. Love. Such a fickle thing. A poor boy suffering the consequences of love lost. He began to weep quietly to himself. Here's where her true work kicked in. "Shh...It's all right, sweetie. Marina's here for you." Comfort. She enjoyed providing comfort. Her voice was light and airy as she wrapped him into a warm embrace.

xxxxxHer arms encompassed his body and his head rested on her chest. It quickly began to feel damp and tears protruded out of the boy's ducts. Gradually the sobs began to die down to a mere sniffle. This was her favorite part. As he cried, he spilled everything. The whole relationship-- the ups and downs. Information. It was what she thrived off of. A small smirk spread across her face as the pleasure settled in. Her eyes darted to the clock on the wall. Five minutes past. "I'm so sorry sweetie, but you know what time it is. If you would like to talk more, I would be pleased to listen, but it must wait for another time. I anticipate your next visitation." She patted him lightly atop his head as the boy stood, obtained his bearings and quietly left her dorm room.

xxxxxMarina sighed in relief as she stood, flipping on the light switch. Paintings covered her dark walls. Constellations danced across the room. A mobile of stars hung from the ceiling. Neatly she returned the cards to their box and picked up a handful of crystals. They had spilled out before the session and she hadn't a moment to clean them up. Her delicate fingers scooped up the rocks and deposited them in the velvet bag that they had originated from. She placed the bag on the dresser top and glanced out the window. A figure was entering the grounds from the main gate. The merger of schools absolutely delighted her. A whole new flood of clients. I can't wait to meet them. Maybe I should head down and introduce myself now. The ones from the email.

xxxxxThe psychic had yet to decide whether she believed the validity of the email, but she couldn't wait for the others to reveal themselves to her. She knew of the people here at Brookridge, but only what little the divine spirits have shown her of those from Coy. Her fingers wrapped around the locks of the wig and she ripped it from her head, tossing it onto the bed. Marina picked her room key up from the dresser and dropped it down into her pocket. She exited her room and turned to face the door. The long flowing red curtains were drawn and she pulled them closed, hiding the bedroom door to the unknowing world.

xxxxxShe skipped down the halls of the dormitory and to the Main Building. These encounters had her giddy. Who would she meet first? Upon reaching the grounds outside the cold December air bit at her sharply, but it felt welcoming from the stuffiness that was her room. There. Across the way, was a new unfamiliar face. It was exactly what she was hoping for. "Hello there." She waved to him. "The spirits informed me of your arrival." Marina smiled welcomingly to the younger teen as she approached him more quickly.

 

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Grateful for the campus navigational signs and arrows, Eleanora finally got on the right path to the garden. Her feet hurt and her heart beat was rapid. She had never ran so fast or so desperately in her apparently-cut-short life. The Academy was HUGE. Just like a castle! It must have been quite beautiful, too, but she didn't notice. No, John was her priority. She needed to get to John. There was no explaining it, but pure terror was driving her and keeping her stamina full gauge. ​

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Nearly tripping as she rounded a corner and ground her shoes into the nearly empty cobblestone path, the young witch pressed onward, completely oblivious to the students running in the opposite direction. Her knotted hair whipped against her red ears, and her muscles burned. There was no stopping, no slowing down, and no breaks. It wasn't until a booming voice reached her hearing that her pace even wavered. ​

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She was going to faint. An overwhelming dark presence filled the garden. Sadness, hopelessness, regret, and anger hung thick in the air. But John was here!...And so was a tall figure whose face was hidden by a gray oversized hoodie. Her feet stopped. He was holding a gun. Flinging it around carelessly, rather. He kept pushing the barrel against his head and then retracting it. He repeated this, over and over, muttering curses and occasionally screaming something unintelligent. Then he turned to John, taking uneven steps further into the garden.​

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John was unresponsive. It almost seemed like he didn't notice. Eleanora moved closer, but just as she moved, the hysterical stranger brought the gun up towards John. ​

xxxxxxxxx❝PAY ATTENTION!❞

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