The Death Seat, Reborn at Concert

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When I finally came to, the choking feeling was still there, making me gag and cough like crazy. Then, out of nowhere, Chloe slapped me on the shoulder, practically begging, "Oh my god, Sarah, please, can we switch tickets?"

It hit me like a ton of bricks �C I was back. I’d been given another shot. This time, I was gonna live, and no way was I letting some backstabbing schemers get away with it.

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Chloe stood on the bleachers, looking around at the packed crowd like she’d stepped in some