Chapter One-
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As I lay there, almost dead, my best friend, Valerie ran down the very large spiral staircase. “Cam! Cam!” She exclaimed, running to me, almost tripping on the last step to the whirling staircase. “No,” I said low, and weak. “I don’t want it, I will be okay.” I said, again weakly, tossing my head back on the travesseiro I was resting on. “No, you will drink it and live, not don’t drink it and say you will be fine, then die…for good. Here” She held out a little vile of blood. I took it, though I didn’t want to, I did. I was dying, I had no choice. I drank and...
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