Prologue

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         She had to leave. Fast. She rushed to pack a couple of things in her satchel. Her phone, some snacks, a pencil and paper, and a small mirror. She ran down the stairs as quickly as possible and bolted out the door. She could hear her dog bark loudly after the door closed. She then ran swiftly in the darkness of night and looked down the road. It's no runway but it has to do. Then she started to run and transformed.

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