The Dead Are Talking......Shhhhh
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Ongoing21m
Last published Fri, May 18, 2012
Shay isn't normal. Let me just start it off there. She can see and talk to the dead. Along with her friends Sarah, Hanna, And Claire. After being brutally and randomly attacked by Hell Hounds they are forced to set out on a 'small' journey together. Will they live or will they fail the test?
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