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You're a student in a secretly competitive school-Journalism race.
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It begins
Your room is a desk-, books-, and crumpled paper-jungle. You're hunched over your typewriter, staring at a blank page. The 'Ink Exchange' is tomorrow. Suddenly, your phone buzzes with an anonymous message: 'The mourning's started. Check the rooftop. - A Friend'
Who and what is in here
Anonymous TipNewspaper AcademyMourning FigureYour Typewriter