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Ever: "I awoke screaming. Sweat dripping from my body and my heart racing. It was the twelfth day... So I died again" Clockface: "I savored every last drop of her blood as the Seconds turned to Minutes; until the stroke of the Hour signalled me to end our meeting, one more TIME and I'll be free."
Year eight// Chapter one
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