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Revelations Club Mixes

It was pitch black. Only the flickering of the neon above the club was reflecting in the eyes of Black, who was lying on the ground in a deep puddle. His head hurt and at first he was not sure if he had been successful. He had had to get a particular CD for the Sleepwalkers, one that was only played on a specific day in a specific club. The club was right behind him, and he thought today was exactly that day. Black picked himself up and rummaged about his coat. Then a smile flashed across his face and he limped away. "Mission accomplished!", he muttered. The Sleepwalkers were looking for something. A hidden code, a secret message, on a special CD.

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