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CHAPTER 28 - I PUT A SPELL ON YOU
Sunday, February 2
The phone rang, waking me from a dead sleep. I was having a nightmare, could hear voices through the handset.
Blackhawk Actual, Blackhawk Actual, this is Lost Boy 6-1.
"Kelly... wake up. It's okay."
I was in a fog, but I knew the voice. It was her voice. How could I be two places at once?
Approximately two-and-a-half clicks from our objective... Break. Requesting permission to engage, how copy.
"Sweetie, you're home, in your bed, with me... Wake up... You're fine, you're safe."
The recei
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