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Falling Skies
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Concluída, Primeira publicação em jul 18, 2017
No one expected the Sky Fall, the rapid disappearance of the stars before they crashed into Earth, rendering it useless.

No one expected humanity to survive the burning blasts, to rebuild itself and fight with a strength that only the human race can.

And no one expected what the Sky Fall would bring with it, an opening to a new world, a doorway allowing unspeakable creations to finally cross their way into Earth. 

Haven was created to expect the unexpected, a corporate laboratory who's only purpose is to reverse the effects of the Sky Fall and close the doorway for good. 

But how far are you willing to go to do the right thing?  How do you destroy a monster without becoming one?

(Is this edited on Google? Yes. Have I transferred that version here? No.)
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