"Can you hear the stars singing? Rhyming, chiming, timing every hour, every minute. The stars melting like ice cream, dream, clean nothing seems…Stars so loud, bloud, cloud, proud… .."
“Ahhh, the clone. How interesting,” he chuckled. “I need a little sample of your blood, as you already know. How about you come with me. It’ll take less time and effort,” he chuckled.
“Who are you?” Hailey frowned.
“You look like my father.” She sighed.
“Are you him?” She asked politely as she could, she was wearing glasses;
She was not yet transformed into Hailey Valeska yet, but she was Haileen instead.
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