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Paranormal
Name: Commons, Addison DOB: [Redacted] Address: [Redacted] Status: Active After accidentally stumbling upon a secret she was never meant to learn, Addison Commons is thrown into the new and dangerous world of the supernatural. Unable to go back to an ordinary life, Addison becomes an agent for the Department of Supernatural Investigations. Along for the ride is fellow DSI Agent, Lowell Moore, who is none too happy about his newest partner. Together they set out to maintain the balance between the mundane and supernatural world.
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