CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED-FIFTEEN

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Ace was at a funeral. He sighed to himself because he knew that he was dreaming. The very same nightmare that is recurring to him for the past few years but still this always horrifies Ace. Ace approached the coffin near which he saw people crying. Again, a familiar situation. Ace knows it's a dream but still his hands are trembling. But his eyes widened in horror once he saw that the dead body was not of the girl who he always used to see in the dreams but it's Crescent. "Crescent!" Ace shouted as he woke up from the nightmare. He was breathing heavily and sweating all over. Why did he have a dream like that? Ace looked around and saw Crescent wasn't in the bed, his horror increased. He immediately got out of the bed and ran out of the room shouting. "Crescent?!" Ace shouted as he

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