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Chapter 28　　 Now that I am more determined about Andy breaking Todd and Helen up for his own desire, I despised him more than ever, for the sake of living. I placed the bag full of garlic bread on my desk when I arrived home. Mommy and Daddy were worried sick of me, they thought I had car crushed because I arrived so late. (Well, we did have a car crush.) Of course, I didn’t tell them that. 　　 I had no intention to eat them at all. Dumb garlic bread, as rotten as the world, where no justice has ever been done. Why do all the unfortunate things happens to kind people like Helen? And how come bad girls like Katlin never got punished?　　 God sucks, as a ruler of destiny, he had done a terrible job. Unjust invades nature disaster, homeless people, evil monsters and devils, are all proof against him. Not to mention Vampires.　　 I never believed in them, not even until the time I saw the daily news.　　 Here’s how it goes:

　　A girl named Tiffany.S was lost after a ball at some night club. She was seen to be together with a young man during the ball. And she was considered to be spending the past few days with him. The name of this young man was unidentified. But a witness divulged the man was very tall and good looking, with shiny black hair and deep cold eyes. 　　 The club spokesman refused to take any legal duty, and assured that public areas like the club was open for anyone with interests. And if there were any legal duty to be gone behind, the parents should take them; it’s the incumbency of guardians to take care of minors. 　　 Tiffany.S was a junior at Sweet lavender high, not yet 15. Her looks were described as: chubby face, short brunette hair down to her collar, medium height, and brown narrow eyes. If you have ever seen anyone similar, please contact us. Send email to NewYorkDaily_staff@gmail.com Your words shall be thankfully expected by worried parents.　　 I scanned through the subtitle and surprisingly found the word “Girl Lost in club Nova, mysterious young man suspected.”　　 What and what what? CLUB NOVA????　　 This can’t be right, it can’t be.

　　“Crazy things.” I muttered. You know, some reporters make up things to get a higher salary. As I was busy thinking about this, I had no memory of Andy’s words the day before, when he was so obsessed with me going to that club Nova. That’s a mere coincidence. 　　 All seemed perfectly natural, like every day life. Club Nova was considered dangerous, but such things could happen anywhere if planned.　 So there’s no need to make a big fuss about it. You know, unlike Helen, I’m a atheist. I don’t even believe in god, why would I even take notice to other creatures that were just made up?　　 If we’ve got no evils inside us, none evils can invade easily. That’s my belief.　　 At least, I hope I am right.