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She got involved in something bad. Something very sinister for all the wrong reasons. Now she has to pay.
I just needed to save him. I couldn't live without him, and I don't regret what I did.
People have started dying at my school. I know why, but I don't want to admit it. I am going to find the Scorpion Slayers, and I am going to make them answer for what they did.
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