Day 7 Unknown POV

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I had to find a way to get to her. 

It's been a week and I'm wasting time. 

God, think Michael. 

Why, Berlin. Besides the physical disabilities I was confronted with. 

Why.

Why..

Why... 

The rain poured down on me. I did my best thinking in the middle of a storm. 

I was the calm. 

Or I'd like to think that. 

I knew I was in some deep shit when the coven came to me. 

I watched them walk across the cemetery. 

SHIT!

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