| the band that Mr. Black and the Agency were looking for.
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| one of our friends, her name is Night, gave us the journal of Mr. Black.
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| it contained all of his notes.
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| we want to tell you about it.
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| this is what he wrote.
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| in the beginning, my world was made up of good and evil.
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| I was an agent, fighting for the Agency, like many others before me.
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| we were on one side, the rebels on the other.
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| I thought I knew everything… but I was wrong.
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| at that time, Mr. White was my boss. |
| I trusted him.
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| but there was something else in this world.
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| it was more powerful than anything else.
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| a world that we couldn’t control. |
| where the rebels could hide.
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| it was the reason why we were always one step behind.
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| this world was called… the Dreamweb.
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| going undercover, I tracked down a guy called The Friend.
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| he was one of the key figures of the rebels.
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| one day, when I got too close to him, The Friend killed himself.
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| I thought from now on he is gone and we will never see him again.
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| and again… I was wrong.
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| one day in a club I met someone.
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| her name was Night.
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| she was different.
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| she showed me the world of the rebels:
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| the Dreamweb.
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| The Friend was not dead.
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| he had only switched over into the Dreamweb.
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| they tried to explain everything to me…
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| that everything is connected.
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| they said the music is the key…
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| the music of a band they called mind.in.a.box.
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| you are giving me strength and confidence.
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| you are pushing my fears aside.
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| you are spinning my world about.
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| you are filling my heart with pride. |