Elvira paused in the midst of her packing. Something was happening down in the city, she could feel it. As soon as she finished packing, she ran down the hallways to find her parents.
"Father! Mother! Let's go, now! Something's happening," She cried frantically, looking in all the rooms for them. "Where's Gillian? Gil! We'd better leave soon!"
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Knowledge is just opinion that you trust enough to act upon.
-Children of the Mind, by Orson Scott Card.
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