Chapter 67

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I guess history does repeat itself. EMMA present day __ It's the first time the auditorium has been this quiet. Posters and decorations still line the walls from the pep rally, happy and bright in their ambience--a large contrast to the painful swell of tension in the hall. Groans aren't heard, snickers don't sound from the juniors, and snide remarks aren't made by the usually loud football team. They're stone silent, features lined with the weight of a dreaded suspicion. They've lost one of their own. My stomach clenches. Principal Matterson stands on the raised podium, addressing the school. She holds herself stiffly, the sharp cut of her suit offsetting her stern expression. "As you well know, Timothy Jackson has been missing for a few weeks. But with further investigation from t

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