Prologue

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Deserey was laying on her bed in her apartment, too tired to even move. She hadn’t moved for that whole day, thanks to her depression. It made her feel useless, but she was too tired to do anything about it. The thoughts were enough to revert her back to her suicidal thoughts, but she was just...too tired.

A British voice suddenly called out to her, making her jump up. “Ah, Ms. Dunet, rise and shine! I need your help.”

“Who are you??” Deserey demanded. But instead of answering the man took an object from his pocket, flashing a white light in her face and knocking her unconscious.

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Amelia had just gotten home after a day of stupid interviews. She hated interviews, but she had to do them.

She laid on her couch as soon as she got home, sighing.

She heard a British voice behind her, "Ah, Ms. Davids, you're here… good."

"What the-" Ameila didn't get a chance to finish as she turned around she saw a white light and was knocked unconscious.

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