Preface

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Abigail drove around the city. Her friend, Thunder Pierce, said, "Umm, Abby, do you hear that?"

"Hear what?"

"It sounds like... weaponry..."

"Naw this place is peaceful."

Thunder gave her a shocked look. "Are you, like, sheltered??"

"No."

"You're awfully oblivious."

"I was young when my parents disappeared. I dunno where they are."

"Umm...."

"What?"

"Are they, by any chance... DEAD?"

"Who would kill an innocent couple?"

"Lots of- Ya know, I'm gonna stop."

"Why?"

He sighed.

A midnight-blue car with yellow eyes drove past. He had heard the teenager's conversation.

"You need help?"

"Who- Yes."

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