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JACK RAYNES It arrived on my thirteenth an anonymous note, saying my life was in danger. I figured it was just some stupid prank. So I ignored it. That was a big mistake . . .
METIER, WISCONSIN Since then, something strange has happened to me. When my teacher asked me a question in Spanish, I could answer her fluently—even though I’ve only been taking Spanish for two months. And suddenly I understood French. And Japanese. And Arabic. And Dutch. Any language. It was totally excellent, until I overheard someone talking about me—talking about killing me—in a language I’d never heard before. A language that wasn’t even human . . .
RUN FOR YOUR LIFE