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The Ghost of You

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Alright, kid, Yancy said, Last chance. You sure about this?

"Yeah," He said, voice flat but sure, "I am.
...

Raleigh Becket disappeared from the Anchorage Shatterdome, one month after Knifehead, and barely two days after he rose from his coma. They find his bed empty, heart monitor unplugged and the bloody tubes draped messily over the sheets. His room had been cleaned out almost completely, the photographs ripped off the wall, the dressers still half open, and only a few piles of paper still spread haphazardly over the desk. Raleigh''s bomber jacket, which had spent the past four weeks hanging stiffly in the closet, was folded neatly on the bottom bunk.

He'd taken Yancy's jacket with him

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Chapter One: Raleigh
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Chapter One: Raleigh
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