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26. His dog Rex had been missing two days. His dish sat untouched on the kitchen floor.

27. The kid ran fast. His legs pumped and he pushed himself past the point of pain. He needed to get away.

28. Janet Livingstone was no fool. Her husband had divorced her two years ago, and she had been surviving ever since.

29. Sally sat up in her bed. She was positive she heard a noise. Something that didn’t belong…

30. He had done it! With shaky hands he signed his one million dollar cheque over to the bank teller.

31. Lake Louise was beautiful. It was a skier’s haven. Everywhere Jack looked was paradise. After five years of saving, he was finally on his dream vacation.

32. The turbulence was getting worse. The pilot looked at his co-captain and nodded. It was time they alerted the passengers.

33. He looked out the tiny window. Staring at the sun, a tear ran down his face. This was the closest he would ever get to freedom again. His life was this tiny cell. There was no escape.

34. She was a karate expert. None was better in their field. Yet she couldn’t get the rest of her life together. Even now the landlord was on the hunt for her.

35. Crash. The attorney looked up from his newspaper. Incredibly, a red Pinto and black Mercedes had just crashed in front of him. He smiled, and approached the two cars. He withdrew his business card and handed it to each of them. “I saw the whole thing. Whoever hires me, will get a nice settlement.”

36. She had twenty-six hours to live. What would she do first? Who could she talk to? Tears welled up, she forced them back. She had too much to do it such a short time. No time for self pity.

37. The young man’s eyes snapped open. He swore he just heard someone cry in distress. He listened intently. Again, he heard it. It was coming from his head…some kind of strange connection.

38. “Coffee please.” The brunette waitress looked up from the newspaper. The restaurant had been dead most of the day. A tanned well dressed man sat in a booth across from her. He smiled. The man seemed pleased about something.

39. A gunshot went off. Maggie, a ten year old girl, ran into her parents’ bedroom. “Mommy, daddy,” she cried. The room was empty, no one was there. Her parents were gone.

40. “The ships taking on weight cap’n,” O’Neil cried. The captain glanced at him and nodded. They were in for a rough ride.

41. Spring was just around the corner which meant it would soon be the annual Tulip festival. The whole town was buzzing with the preparations.

42. Jane had been chained to a chair for at least twelve hours. She wasn’t sure on the exact time as she’d been unconscious for some of it. The man had stripped her of her watch, and phone so it was a rough guess.

43. The wind whipped the trees in the backyard. Ted was worried one was going to fall on the house. He hadn’t seen a storm this bad in the ten years he’d lived here. He wondered what was to come.

44. Today was Cindy and Joe’s fortieth anniversary. She loved him more today than when she first married him. She smiled, it had been a great forty years. She wondered how Joe was going to celebrate it.

45. Pierre cycled every year in the tour de France. This year would be no exception, whether he had to beg, cheat or steal, he was going to get to Europe.

46. Staring at the headstone, Anne held back a sob. A shiver ran down her spine. She wasn’t sure if it was the cool autumn day or the memory of what had happened to her best friend.

47. Herb Pearce had been laid off a week ago. Since that day, he hadn’t been sober. He didn’t want to be because he had run out of options.

48. Drew did not believe in vampires. He did not care what Marcy Peterson swore she saw. Vampires did not exist. They couldn’t. The kids who had died were the cause of a sick serial killer, end of story.

49. Tiffany had the ability to make anyone like her. Anyone. Even her dog and cat got a long. Today was no exception. Her boss had just given her a raise, a big one.

50. Charlie sat waiting for the judge to rule. He was positive that he had easily won the case. He glanced over at the prosecution. The prosecutor gave him a dirty look. Charlie smiled. “All rise,” the bailiff called. The judge was about to make his ruling.

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