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the star light the grass seemed to be painted black, shuddering in the faint
wind. Brush crushed under the feet of Atrium One, the trio's mouth's clenched
tight, dry with fear. Mike trembled now besides his brother, whose aura had
seemed to disappear altogether.
"Gerard?"
"What have you done Mikey?" His back
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