23 Hours of Hell
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Promised heaven after death, Penton is now obligated to carry the sadness and emotional burdens of those free of guilt. Join Penton as she manages the emotions, visions, and stories waiting for her every day as well as the struggles of acceptance and responsibility. One day closer to her death, another story and burden to carry. Will Penton be able to withstand the pain?
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