Counting Down
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Last published Tue, Apr 5, 2016
*WORK IN PROGRESS*
3, 2, 1. Goodbye.
How would it feel to count down the days until your death?
Adalaide Rider knows that feeling. Well, she did.
It's not often that you see people who were perfectly fine a second ago drop dead. It's also not often that some people are suddenly immortal.
That was the Glitch in the system. The one Adalaide could stop.
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