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Nuclear Terror.  

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Nuclear Terror. Chapter One Greenford, London. June 6th. 9.00Am. Prince looked out of his dark, top floor flat window. There were a lot of grey swirling clouds hanging in the distance, but he was not looking at the clouds, instead Prince was looking at the London underground station and all of the commuters getting the tube to go to their offices in central London, around the corner from his cheap two room flat. There were all kinds of races going into the station: Pakistani, African, and Chinese. He Looked at his computer monitor and saw his brown eyes starring back at him, and his long black hair swaying as the electric fan threw out cool air at its full speed. Prince powered up his Dell 410 computer and waited for windows 98 to load. After connecting to the internet he checked his website: The British Terrorist League. He had received many emails...

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