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... my head, the old book fell from my hands. I pressed my hands together against my temples to fight the feeling of dizziness that was about to knock me over. It was my third headache in two days, and each one was getting worse.
Thought to myself, "Focus, Caleb," and picked up the old book again. "The pack needs answers."
For forty-eight hours straight, I had been living in the library on coffee and resolve. There were old books, maps, and notes in my messy handwriting on every tab ...
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