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		<description>The original writings of author Luc Hunter </description>
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			<title>Chapter 5</title>
			<description>Adrienne pulled out a Ziploc&amp;nbsp;bag and gently put the burned and torn papers in the bag carefully by picking them with tweezers. Then she placed the bag safely in her evidence collecting bag. &amp;nbsp;&quot;If I take them to Dr.Charlotte Simmons maybe she can recover the text&quot;, she said.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The f..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>Next Day&amp;nbsp;The sound of steaming home espresso released giving signal that your drink is ready. Adrienne in her half sleepy figure slowly marched towards it. She picked the cup and took few sips so that her sleeping figure could wake up. She pulled out a chocolate croissant from the fridge. Heate..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>In front of Adrienne a women about early sixties&amp;nbsp;in her casual outfit, walking a on clean grey road where cars come at high speed about to lose her&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;balance. Adrienne placed her shopping bags on a safe corner and ran at her maximum speed to save the women&amp;nbsp;before she gets hit by a..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>November 10&amp;nbsp;1979Saturday 11.50 &amp;nbsp;amA sleeping figure covered with &amp;nbsp;dark colored&amp;nbsp;bed sheets dreamed in the&amp;nbsp;fantasy world until a loud discordant&amp;nbsp;noise destroyed the world.&amp;nbsp;Thought the women about early twenties sitting on a dark red&amp;nbsp;sofa beside the window&amp;nbsp;a..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1 </title>
			<description>November 7 1979&amp;nbsp;Wednesday11.00&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;pm&amp;nbsp;Massive&amp;nbsp;rain was running. A black&amp;nbsp;Ford Mondeo&amp;nbsp;(car) stopped in front of an abandon dark as night&amp;nbsp;building. The car door opened and a women about mid twenties with long brown hair tied in a bun&amp;nbsp;wearing skin tight grey jea..</description>
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			<title>Prologue </title>
			<description>October 12 1974Friday, &amp;nbsp;12.45 am&amp;nbsp;It was &amp;nbsp;a dark stormy night. Massive lighting was enduring&amp;nbsp;like a&amp;nbsp;spotlight&amp;nbsp;endures&amp;nbsp;on a celebrity but here was no celebrity. The rain was pouring like cats and dogs. The clouds were fighting as a war has taken place. A&amp;nbsp;figure ..</description>
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			<title>Ogre of Oblivion </title>
			<description>Massive number of people have gone missing. Their last trace was found in an abandon Hospital. Dead bodies were found but those bodies were without heart. Police believed that place is haunted? Is it?</description>
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