PROLOGUE

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Had they really just done it? The girl with the straight hair stared cold and hard. It was impossible to tell what she was thinking. The girl with the wavy hair and fox-like features anxiously looked around, hoping with her life that no one was there. The girl with a wine-colored ribbon around her loose ponytail let out a whimper as a tear fell down her cheek. And the last girl? She was on the floor, as still as stone.

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