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Jan 09, 2009 21:41

Received a primitive communications device. Cellular.

Operative. Said they'd find me. Started a song. Didn't let him finish. Didn't want to hear. Won't stop. They won't stop. They don't. They're incapable. Wired into their brains. Hunters. Alliance. Lions. Everywhere.

I need Simon I need to hide.
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