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			<title>No Way Out- Chapter Seven</title>
			<description>By the time Haedyn busts into my room, I had already downedhalf of my chicken broth soup, gone through two more vitals checks from thenurse who still wasn&amp;rsquo;t thrilled about having Demetri nor Bruce in the room&amp;nbsp; after they had caused me to start to panic abit the first time. Bruce..</description>
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			<title>No Way Out- Chapter Six</title>
			<description>Light beams on my face, spreading the warmth throughout my body. I shield the light with my hand, squinting my eyes. Where am I? As I pull myself up, I get a better look of where I am. There&amp;rsquo;s an open field surrounding me, the grass a vibrant green. &amp;ldquo;Well&amp;hellip; if this isn&amp;rsquo;t that..</description>
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			<title>No Way Out- Chapter 5</title>
			<description>Haedyn ordered in Chinese for us, so much that we were set for a few days. He ordered a lot of sushi for me. It's my absolute favorite thing to eat. Mom might hate fish but I loved it, cooked or raw. While eating Lo Mein noodles and eggrolls, I quiz Haedyn on his Organic Chemistry formulas and terms..</description>
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			<title>No Way Out- Chapter 4</title>
			<description>Haedyn was sitting in a chair outside of the warehouse by the time I had made it back. There is a book on his lap and a beer by his side. His reading glasses slowly make their way down the bridge of his nose. I can't help but admire him. He truly was gorgeous. His dark brown hair beautifully windblo..</description>
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			<title>No Way Out- Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Haedyn gawks at me like I told him that I actually love the clown man for the first time in my life. &quot;Close your mouth. Just drive.&quot; He pulls out of the gravel drive way and onto the street in silence. I watch him, a hard expression on his face as he focuses on the road, though his mind is elsew..</description>
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			<title>No Way Out- Chapter 2</title>
			<description>The morning rays of sunlight break shine through the cracks along the boarded up windows. Squinting, I glance around the large room, everything being washed over with light. The warehouse we called our own has been abandoned for years but this was our hangout spot. Haedyn wasn't beside me anymore. H..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>Meet Alena, the Joker's daughter. She is trying to break free from his hold on her, defining herself in the process. Will she succeed in her journey or will she be driven to madness?</description>
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			<title>No Way Out</title>
			<description>Being a huge fan of the DC Universe, I decided to come up with my own children of the famous villains and superheroes. Our protagonis, Alena, daughter of the Joker, is trying to bream free from him.</description>
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