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Chapter 8-1
Chapter 8 “I’ve decided we should use the volcanoes all over the world as lakes of fire and throw all the Alstons, Ludcarabs, and the like into them. Also, I’d like to record their cries as their bodies hit the burning liquid and use them as my ringtone. No, none of this hell has affected me at all. I totally don’t need counseling.” ~Jen Jen heard a loud thud against the wall she and Costin had been using for morse code to communicate. She glanced at Thia, who, by the grace of the Great Luna, was sound asleep. Jen hurried over to the wall and started knocking on it in a pattern to ask her question. She knew Sally was going to give her a ton of grief later because Jen had learned morse code and neither she nor Jacque knew about it. “What’s happening over there?” Jen tapped out on the wal
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