Prologue

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  • Dedicated to Mila
                                    

I opened my eyes, it was dark, I couldn't see anything, it smelt alot like fresh wood and dirt. I heard a mans voice call out  "She will be missed."

Wait, who will be missed, who? I thought to myself.  I lifted my hand up and looked at my purple watch,  1;45 I read, March 23.

My name is Claire Henderson, I am 16 years old, I live in Pine Nut, nevada, Population 869. Every usual morning,  I wake up at home lying in my bed...

I heard weeping coming from above, from several people, the same man said " you are now to go home."

Everyone left and it was silent for a few moments, until i heard footprints coming closer and closer, her voice was soft but very angry when she said "Claire Henderson, I know your secret!"

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