The Captives of Love

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ately? Even the surveillance foota

she was

d my mind, the eerie scenes from t

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n you in this madn

tears, and I leaned g

would defin

editor and secretly followed my

, who claimed he had a seminar to at

was staying in the dorm

wheel tightly and fol

her away, eventually stopping at the

tal? Could he have

and then sneaked into the hos

unguarded, our sneaking in went surprisingly smoo

ows of the duty room and quie

kly, and we lost him as

ung tightly to Clara's sleeve, aski

in confusion and looked at

u not been resti

massaged my a

dn't slept w

t my condition hadn't reached

st took out a spray bottle and

vertime too. Here, this is wha

mint calmed my ne

like headless chickens and unkno

e mortuary cabinets

compulsion to open

be... hid

e handle, footsteps suddenly

t's the

oser, and there w

spotted two ventilati

row but could bare

ra to split up and escape. Without waiting

duct for what felt like a

ould make out the fur

arly a rec

hung from the ceiling, indicating that th

tly closed the door, and began t

in a thick layer of dust, except

ttom, finally stopping on a blue file

on it, my breath caught,

a, accompanied by sleepwalki

eeling a whirlw

my husband had a her

om his deception, I saw a

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at the four large chara

y, but the force was so strong

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ue, my husband had b

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