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Why, Oh Why, was I put here
Die, Oh Die great blankness
Why won't you let me Fly, Oh So High
Why, Oh Why, was I put here


Carrie, Mark, Jane, and Len, are the sacrifice. put in four rooms with great white walls...and only a clock that counts down.... when the clock strikes zero after three years of blank they will be sacrificed and lose there lives... as they count down they chant


Why, Oh Why, was I put here 
Die, Oh Die great blankness 
Why won't you let me Fly, Oh So High
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