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			<title>1. An Introduction to the Monsters</title>
			<description>Mac&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; </description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We are not human.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you look at us, even very closely, you would think we are lying. We look just like a normal human: tall, short, skinny, round, dark haired, light haired, big brown eyes, charming smiles. We act just like yo..</description>
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			<title>Hunters</title>
			<description>Everyone loves a hero, but who cares about the villain? This is the story of how two villains (heroes?) found each other, and went on to lead blissfully evil lives.</description>
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			<title>1. </title>
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			<title>2. Somewhat Odd</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After school, I sat outside the building to wait for my brother to come pick me up. It was a Monday, so we didn't have DOTS training today. Still, it was a little strange that Adrian was picking me up, usually he made me walk home or, if I was lucky, catch a ride..</description>
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