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Petra shot up in her bunk. Cold sweat ran down her arms, and her throat was dry. Another dream? It was too real for that. Why did it suddenly end? A thought shot through her mind.
Do I really miss Ender that much that I'm having dreams about him?
The next day after lunch, she went down and looked through the history records, and the records of all the recently added army members. There was no such thing as Knights, or any Verionicas, or Juliets.
It had all been a nightmare.