As Ellen met all the poeple she had ever created for a story, the bad guys were busy with plans.
It seemed even though Ellen knew her characters inside out, that this would be impossible with her skill level.
"So any ideas yet?" Clay asked a gaint smirk on his face. "I'm working on it." Ellen said exmianing maps and newspapers. "It dosen't make sense, he would never do this."
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