1999 (versão revisada)
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Last published Tue, Jul 18, 2017
Versão revisada, revista e com muitas alterações de 1999, meu grande amorzinho que já entrou até no ranking do WattPad <3
Adrian é um balconista de locadora e fã de filmes de terror que reside em Alta Granada, uma cidadezinha de interior que é bem urbanizada, desde que nasceu. O grande amor de sua vida foi Laís Franco, colega de escola que ganhou bolsa de estudos na capital e, depois de todos esses anos, voltou para trabalhar na Princesa FM com o seu programa "Cale a Boca e Escute".
Ele acaba morrendo e, em nome dos sentimentos que tinha por ele, Laís decide utilizar o Livro dos Mortos para trazê-lo de volta com um ritual de magia.
Agora, o nosso protagonista tenta se adaptar à pós-morte ao mesmo tempo em que ensaia para o Festival do Fim do Mundo - o "provável último grande festival de música do planeta" - enquanto é perseguido pela Dona Morte (ou Helga Dewet), que não quer que a ordem natural das coisas seja perturbada.
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