Let's face it, dying sucks. There's no two ways about it. I have no clue where I am, who I can trust, or what's going on. All I know is that I'm traveling with a guy with blood red eyes and an amazing fashion sense, a way too serious cutie, and the most out going, bubbly, girl I've ever met. I've got a crazy homicidal stalker with killer styling skills who never travels without his gang of greaser thugs. And there's something important I can't remember...someone I'm starting to forget...
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