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2-12:Back to the wall (Draft 02)

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Daisy stood among the crowd, Elvis nearby but not obviously, and watched the flames rise into the sky.
‘It’s started,’ she whispered.
The shopfront was collapsing, burned timbers cracking and cumbling under the strain. The sign collapsed to the ground and split in two:
The Sisterhood
Behind her was The BSD cafe-come-clubhouse. Men stood at the windows, some were [...]

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2-10:Change of Heart (draft 0.2)

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She woke with a killer headache and tried to feel between her legs, but found her arms wouldn’t move. Looking up, she saw a woman beside her, holding her up and dragging her along a passageway. Her other arm was similarly held. They stopped beside a door, which they opened, and tossed her onto the large orange-covered bed inside the room. As they left and closed the door, Daisy discretely checked for changes, and found them. Donnie Penfolde took a deep breath. 'Nice, to see you again,' said a voice from the shadows. Donnie sighed with resignation. There was a voice with a story.

She woke with a killer headache and tried to feel between her legs, but found her arms wouldn’t move.
Looking up, she saw a woman beside her, holding her up and dragging her along a passageway. Her other arm was similarly held.
They stopped beside a door, which they opened, and tossed her onto the large orange-covered [...]

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2-1:The Interview (draft01)

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A light was turned on with a crack of plastic-against-plastic. The energy-saving globe burst into flourescent life, flickered once and then was steady. 'Here you are sir,' said the white helmeted guard, leading an elderly man into the stark, bare room.

A light was turned on with a crack of plastic-against-plastic. The energy-saving globe burst into flourescent life, flickered once and then was steady.

‘Here you are sir,’ said the white helmeted guard, leading an elderly man into the stark, bare room.
‘Um…’ began the man unsurely. ‘Thankyou.’
‘Don’t mention it sir,’ said the guard and walked from the [...]

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2-3:Lionheart (first draft)

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She woke with a killer headache and instinctively felt between her legs. Ah. Donnie opened his eyes and stared into a beautiful sunset, marred only by the roar of engines being taxed to their limits. 'Was wondering when you were going to wake up,' yelled Prime above the din. 'Hang onto something, we're going down!'

She woke with a killer headache and instinctively felt between her legs.
Ah.
Donnie opened his eyes and stared into a beautiful sunset, marred only by the roar of engines being taxed to their limits.
‘Was wondering when you were going to wake up,’ yelled Prime above the din. ‘Hang onto something, we’re going down!’
The noise was incredible [...]

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2-2:And dream of home (first draft)

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Grey all around, not a sound, the sky dark and dull. Daisy Donnie stood on the blasted heath, the twisted shape of a tree before them. Walking forwards, yet making no noise, they approached the tree, recognising it and being terrified by it. A piece of the past.

Grey all around, not a sound, the sky dark and dull.
Daisy Donnie stood on the blasted heath, the twisted shape of a tree before them.
Walking forwards through the ash, yet making no noise, they approached, recognising and terrified by it.
A piece of the past.
They focused on the dark black bark, burned by the fire that [...]

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2-0:Prologue (first draft)

The darkness of nightmare…
…Two children looked up from the bodies of their parents.
‘You have to leave,’ said DaisyDonnie, voice rising to panic. ‘You have to leave now!’
The door behind DaisyDonnie opened with a theatrical creak of rusty hinges.
‘Hello there,’ said The Assassin.
Bzornt!

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2-8:The Jag (first draft)

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Prelude
Four hours earlier…
‘This had better be good,’ said The Colonel sitting down. The room was small, big enough for perhaps three or four people at a push; a meeting room that had been converted from what appeared to be a cupboard.
‘New information, sir,’ replied the corporal.
‘How can it be new if we’ve had it for [...]

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2-7: Fear is the best reason to try (first draft)

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Daisy stood, tense, gun forwards and with the safety-catch off. Just a squeeze and there would be a bloody hole in Caroline’s chest.
‘Give me one reason why I shouldn’t just shoot you where you stand,’ she hissed.
‘I can’t think of one,’ replied Miss Rook with barely a movement.
‘I want to know what happened to Eva.’
Miss [...]

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2-6:Weapons of war (first draft)

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She woke with a killer headache, instinctively feeling between her legs, and found she had to shift quite a bit of fabric out of the way before reaching her destination.
Daisy Penfolde opened her eyes and stared at the stars, then breathed in air which had no odour, no particular temperature… which she realised had been [...]

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2-5:Loss (first draft)

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She woke with a killer headache — then began to sob uncontrollably. The loss… it shook her to the core of her being.
The background noise, windscreen wipers across wet glass, the swoosh of tyres through puddles and the sound of rain hammering down on the metalwork of the car, they all meant nothing, didn’t even [...]

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