Prologue

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" You won't make it til tomorrow. In about 30 minutes that poison will set in and kill you." He vanished out of my window those being his last words. I wish he hadn't turned on me so quickly. It's not my fault he feels this way.

I kicked my legs up on my bed and closed my eyes for a second. Just wasted a whole second of my 30 minutes. Death is inevitable and I have no plans on stopping it.

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