Preface

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"Sophomore year, the year that most things happen. In Riverdale, a kid dies, at Liberty high school, a girl kills herself, so this year, I'm expecting something to happen. Maybe someone will die and I can investigate it, or maybe we would get a new principal, plan his murder and hopefully go through with it. Yeah, but I doubt I'll be lucky enough to have something fun happen. For now, I'm just going to survive what comes." I thought again as I lay there on the tracks. How on earth am I going to survive this? I heard a train horn and knew I was dead for sure. But was I? As I lay there, rethinking all my life choices, I hear a voice, the voice of an angel. Perhaps I'm already dead.

"Stop your fucking rambling and wake up!" the angel called.

"Cut the damn ropes! What are you waiting for?" another voice called. It sounded an awful lot like Noora.

"I'm waiting for him to wake up!"

"Cut the ropes, get him off the tracks then we'll try to wake him up."

"Fine." I feel the slight vibration of the ropes on my wrists but other than that I'm numb. "Stay with me baby, c'mon wake up," then everything went black.

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