In the stars
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September 21st 2023, 3:11 am, the Elsworth Air force base was attacked from the inside by 17 Russian spies. The Russians set off 69 bombs ten of which were nuclear. Nobody survived this brutal attack, Her grandfather didn't make it out of the base on time. Ashley and Daniel had met in the Walmart parking lot, after stealing $100 worth of food to survive. But they stick together and never forget to say this phrase; "All is fair in love and War."
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