Wearing

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Previously...

My dreams sto--

?'s POV

I get to the theater on time. I scan my tickets at the door and walk in. I wonder how Midge is doing. She was always a strange girl. Nice, but strange. I find my seat and wait. The overture starts, but Alexander Hamilton does three notes before someone yells, "HOLD!" What's happening?

Without a second thought, I run to the stage to see if anyone needs help. It's what I was raised to do. I ignore the nervous murmurs of the audience and climb on the stage. I look up. Then, everything goes black.


































































































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