When he leaned close to her face, he could tell she wasn't breathing. And when he pressed an ear to her chest, he heard silence.Dawn was dead.He jumpe... on her and began to administer CPR."Dawn!" he cried. "Don't be dead! Please! Don't be dead!"After a half hour of breathing and pumping her, there was still no reaction. How long had she been dead underneath him? Maybe for hours.He sat there on the side of the bed and wailed. Tears poured down his face."I shouldn't have mixed so many different. What do you think?" Sounds like a plan. I'll go tell them."That evening, Pete told a more traditional campfire tale of how Enrico Fermi, one of the inventors of the atom bomb, who had supposedly died of radiation poisoning, had instead, neither dead nor alive, started haunting the area around Chicago and how eventually, on his way back to New Jersey, he had last been seen near Glimmer Lake two summers before.As was her habit, the following morning, Lisa was again up at dawn. As she was putting. She was conducting an interview at the nearby prison for her Society and Culture project [1], and it was only supposed to take half an hour, but Mike had been sitting in the car for two hours already. Not wanting to cause a fuss he sat there nervously for two more hours before he saw Anna emerge from the front entrance. She looked nothing like the prim and proper girl who had entered the prison four hours ago, her hair was a mess, her lipstick was smeared, tears had streaked her makeup down her. ”“Not like literally hurt her, I’m not stupid.”“Well have fun, then. Catch ya later,” he hung up.Marie walks out of the garage, taking her break, “whassup Ed?”“Kevin just told me Nazz broke up with him because my sister showed her a video of him cheating at his party.”“What!? She recorded that?!”“Yeah, sounds like her, don’t it?”“That bitch recorded me last night?!”“You’re the one he cheated on Nazz with?”“I only did it, so Double D would be jealous when I bragged about it!”“He took a vow of.