Prologue

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I woke up in a cold sweat. I look over at the clock on my nightstand, 4:15am. Right on the dot like every other day. Your probably wondering why I'm up right now. Well if I knew I would tell you, but I do know something that has to do with it. I call them whispers. Ever since my seventh birthday I have heard them. They sound familiar, but I just don't know.

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