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Document 16
January 2198
“I’m so fucking scared,” said Alice. “Please don’t fucking die. Please don’t kill me.”
“It’s ok,” said James. “I promise I won’t. I promise I’ll save your life.”
“YOU FUCKING PIECE of shit,” screamed Alice. Alice’s words were nearly a screamer. James felt his face flush, and his hands shaking.
“I’m so fucking psyched about this,” said Alice.
“I’m not psyched about dying,” said James. He was too scared to look at the dirty, rotted copy of the Document lying on the ground, but he was too busy hugging Laura and sobbing quietly in her lap.
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