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The Number
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement sept. 17, 2020
The Number. We all dread it, and yet no one can escape it. Everyone receives it on the week of our eighteenth's birthday, rather we like it or not. We all take the Test and get on with our lives until we reach whatever number we received, most of us living over the age of seventy. Unless you are one of the few with a number lower than thirty. Or like me, with a number I didn't even think was possible: 18.
 
Embark on Fira's journey as she escapes from her premature death and finds herself enrolled into a secret rebel camp alongside fellow supposed-to-be-dead Brad Simpson.

When the world you know turns out to be a masquerade, you fight until justice is served.
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