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On that dark desert highway, the cool wind ran through his hair. The warm smell of burning tires, rising up through the air. Up ahead in the distance, he saw shimmering light. Tabs head grew heavy and his sight grew dim. He had to stop for the night. There she stood in the doorway; CC rang that hellish bell. Tabs thought that 'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell' Then she lit up a candle and she showed him the way. There were voices down the corridor, he thought he heard them say...
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