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Hope is Dangerous
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Ongoing, First published Nov 27, 2014
Please. I-I beg of you. Just listen to me. I realize it’s all too hard to believe but we are in the middle of what could be a war. If you don't listen, you could die in an instant. I have one very important thing to say. Just listen to me.
My name is Marissa Mellard. Hope is all you have. They want you to fear them. To fear us. But we have hope. I once gave you hope. But just remember this: I am more dangerous than you think. I have to hurry, their coming. But remember, hope is dangerous.
-Marissa
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MEMORY LOSS

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"We talked about making it I'm sorry that you never made it And it pains me just to hear you have to say it You knew the game and played it It kills to know that you have been defeated I see the wires pulling while you're breathing You knew you had a reason It killed you like diseases I can hear it in your voice while your speaking you can't be treated."