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                     "Quentin!" Margo's eyes jolt open as she yelled his name, adrenaline rushing through her veins. Her glistening eye scanned her surroundings, hoping to see a glimpse of the guy but there was none. Just the pitch darkness that she'll eventually get used to live with.

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