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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Chapter 1My eyes fluttered open, and for a minute, I forgot where I was. I rolled over, feeling the warm blood seeping through my shirt. How could I let them do this to me? I tried to stand up, but the pain was unbearable. My arms and legs gave way, and I collapsed back onto the earthy ground. I l..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>PrologueDon&amp;rsquo;t stop running. Don&amp;rsquo;t ever stop running. You&amp;rsquo;re life may depend on it&amp;hellip;just like mine did. My heart pounded as my quick feet carried me deeper and deeper into the forest. I kept moving forward, not daring to look back. Getting caught was the last thing I needed...</description>
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			<title>Shift</title>
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