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Last published Sun, Jul 28, 2024
I was just out celebrating with my friends. Then I heard that gunshot. I hardly felt anything, until I started to feel really sleepy. It became harder to breathe too. And there was some voices calling my name, but it was distant. I guess I was the one that got shot. Oh well, it was a nice life. But I'd miss everyone though...
Wait, if I was dead, why can I still think? Maybe I'm in a comma or something.
I can hear voices, and they're much clearer now. Ugh, it kinda hurts my head now though, the voices. Maybe I'm becoming crazy...
Nah that can't be right. I was already crazy before I got shot or slept or passed out or whatever this is that happened to me.
Well, I guess I just have to ask Caden and the gang what happened.
As soon as I could open my eyes, that is. And when this horrible ringing in my ear would stop. Its making my head hurt even more...
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Join Greyson and his friends on whatever journey awaits them!
Just as soon as he wakes up.
Note: I don't know what will happen to these guys. Heck, I don't even know what the proper genre this book belongs to. But one thing's for sure, it's gonna be a real roller coaster ride.
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