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The box was an old one; the wood so chipped and scarred that it was likely to have lasted through a war or two. And it certainly had passed through a war because clinging to the tiny dancing girl inside was the spirit of a long dead child. The question is: What kind of war was it? ---------------------- You are a 15 year old high school student with a love for antiques (thanks to your antique-collector parents). One day when you are visiting your favorite antiques store, y