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Iliea lived the ideal childhood.. Her family owned a large home, with a backyard filled with swingsets, jungle gyms, and treehouses. They had a dog named Jeff. There were plenty of fights with her older brother, and plenty of confrontations with her parents.. that is.. until they went missing Halloween of 2009. Iliea spent the night at a friend's house, a costume party and sleepover combination, packed to the gills with gossiping 14-year old girls.. It had been memorable for the young teen, her first real party without direct supervision.. but the night had been overshadowed by her return home the following morning. Police surrounded her home, every window seeming broken, the doors hanging half off their hinges.. there were clawmarks in the woodwork on the stairs leading to the second floor.. but no trace of her family anywhere. Since then.. Iliea's life took a dramatic change. Her grandmother took charge of her care.. and for months they held their breaths.. waiting.. hoping for some word, some closure, but none would ever come. Since the day she graduated high-school, Iliea has been searching for clues.. hunting down leads which have taken her all down the West Coast.. and back... and now, all the way to Chicago, following up on a faint lead that's been cold for five years. 
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