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“Is she dead? I think she’s dead,” someone said in a very, very British accent. “She’s not dead Louis, the doctors just gave her some medicine to make her sleep,” another boy’s voice said. “Do you think that’s her natural hair color?” a third voice asked. This one I could barely understand. There was a lilt to his v...
