The Countdown

The Countdown

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In a futuristic world where science has achieved a way to accurately predict the time when someone will die, teenagers Jamie and Abigail are determined to stop the 'Clock'. No one has ever succeeded and the repercussions are supposedly catastrophic, but, when Jamie's life is doomed regardless, what do they have to lose? *Best Plot Winner of the 2018 Bold Gold Awards* *First Place Winner of the Moon Awards* *First Place Winner of the 2018 Bold Gold Awards* *First Place Winner of the Golden Arrow Awards* *Second Place Winner of the Midnight Sun Awards* *Second Place Winner of the Creativity Awards* *Second Place Winner of the Blossoming Story Awards* *Second Place Winner of the Ocean Blue Awards* *Third Place Winner of the June Purple Apple Awards* *Third Place Winner of the Recognition Awards* *Third Place Winner of the Geranium Awards* *Third Place Winner of the Winter Dusk Awards* *Third Place Winner of the Galactic Awards* Thank you so much to @niranju98 for the cover!
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