Breaking out of Eden.
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Last published Tue, Nov 18, 2014
Its been five years, three months and sixteen days since it happened. The judgement day people call it, me, I think its a test. Something out there is testing the human race to see if we will survive. If it is a test we have most certainly failed. My name is Valery Freeman and Eden will fall.
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