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| 6466853 | Even from high above, I could feel Amanda's hate. Or perhaps it was another dimension of my Shadow, my own hate for her closing in on me. Despite all I had learned and seen, I wished to God someone would choke her to death so I could get ahold of her and choke her some more. | hatred hate death amanda-parrish remember-me shari-cooper christopher-pike threats ghosts | Christopher Pike |