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you could almost hear the crickets. no one panicked, we all just stared at her blankly. we were all going to die. no big deal, we have done this before... so long ago, but so many times, in so many times...

Mark rubbed his eyes and stretched, "yay?" Blake frowned, "what do ya want, a parade?" "you woke us up to tell us that?" asks Anna or Alnia as we used to call her. everyone went back to bed. my head was still throbbing. we left starface staring at us. but I already knew what was going on. he wanted revenge? he could wait till morning.

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