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			<title>Chapter Six</title>
			<description>	&amp;ldquo;Cast your burdens upon the Lord and He will sustain you; He will never allow the righteous to be shaken.&amp;rdquo; Psalms 55:22* * *	On May 21st, Shawn Asper&amp;rsquo;s alarm clock goes off at 5:00 AM, just like any other day.	He takes a moment to wipe his eyes and fight the urge to go back to sle..</description>
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			<title>Riverside</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Come here.&amp;rdquo; She said.He hung his head down as he sat next to her by the river in their town of Robinwood, Wisconsin. The river had risen up from the rainfall the night before. There was a cool smell that was given up from the indigo blue. Every now and then, a fish jumped up through it...</description>
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			<title>Time.</title>
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			<title>Chapter Five</title>
			<description>Chapter Five	&amp;ldquo;But the cowardly, the unbelieving, the vile, the murderers, the sexually immoral, those who practice magic arts, the idolaters and all liars--their place will be in the fiery lake of burning sulfur. This is the second death.&amp;rdquo; Revelations 21:8* * * 	The night. The night afte..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Four</title>
			<description>	&amp;ldquo;Turn to me and be gracious to me, for I am lonely and afflicted.&amp;rdquo; Psalms 25:16* * *	The clock turns to 12:40 when Les Murphy finally enters the building. His class begins at 12:51. Eleven minutes. Les wipes the sweat from his forehead.  He makes sure his outfit for the day looks good. ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Three</title>
			<description>&quot;Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.&quot; Proverbs 22:6* * *	Les made it into Robinwood High just in time to begin his class. Mr. Murphy taught the orchestra classes at school. Philharmonic (being the easier course) and Symphonic (being the harder co..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Two</title>
			<description>	&quot;Let us not give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but let us encourage one another- and all the more as you see the Day coming.&quot; Hebrews 10:25* * *	The church had been abandoned for fifteen years. Until the night of May 19th, 2014. 	No one visited it or even dared come near i..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints.&amp;rdquo; Psalm 116:15* * *Les Murphy erupted from his sleep gasping for air and drenched in sweat. He reeled his head around the room and, if he could&amp;rsquo;ve, he would scream as loud as possible.He couldn&amp;rsquo;t tell his nightmare..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;For where jealousy and selfish ambition exist, there will be disorder and every vile practice.&amp;rdquo; James 3:16* * *Who could've guessed the events that would transpire 15 years after the night of May 19th, 1999? It had been so long since anyone had even thought about that day. Many of the p..</description>
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			<title>Grey Fog</title>
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			<title>Two Days After and Two Months Forward</title>
			<description>I walked into my living and sat begrudgingly on the sofa. My body sat there while my mind was in another area entirely. Physically, I was staring at my cream colored walls with my hands placed on my legs. There were a few moments where I forgot to blink and tears would run down my face. Then I would..</description>
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