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“The man with the sharp fingers… he says if I wake up, the monsters come back. He says I have to stay in the gray place.”
“He gives me the ‘sleep juice’,” she whimpered, clutching Clara’s sleeve. “Please… don’t let the lights go out again. I’m scared of the gray.”
Clara felt a surge of cold fury. “I won’t let them, Elena.continue reading …
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