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			<title>Chapter 2: Eerie (ROUGH DRAFT!!!)</title>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Pessimism</title>
			<description>1. PessimismWhere was he? We only had an hour until the game started, and he had our tickets! I tried his cell phone, but it went straight to voice mail. I might as well leave a message.&amp;quot;Jess? Where the hell are you?! The game starts in an hour-YOU HAVE OUR TICKETS!!! WHY DON'T YOU KEEP Y..</description>
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