Prolouge

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"Baby, wake up." My mother gently shook me. "We need to leave. Grab some clothes."

Then she headed out the door. I heard her and my father speaking fervently.

"My sister's is a few hours drive from here. We can make it. We have a full tank."

"But they closed almost all of the roads...." My mother said.

"Not all. We'll be safe there. Unless," My fathers voice wavered. "Unless she's...."

"Dead." My mother finished.

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