UNEVEN ODDS : Poe Party Fanfiction

UNEVEN ODDS : Poe Party Fanfiction

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People are getting suspicious. Supposedly dead authors running rampant around their hometowns? This can't be good. Edgar knows this, and when his fellow authors refuse to hide away from the world, H.G suggests a method he thinks could work. But time travel is dangerous, terrible things could happen. And, of course, they do.
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