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of ancient leather from my family' s priceless library. My phone buzzed, Maria's name flashing
The staff is freaking out! They said you have gasoline! Ar
. A cold smile touched my lips. Let t
art, merging it with a nightmarish spirit realm. I knew th
everything. They rewarded me by pushing me outside to a monster. They feasted on my supplies, while I, disfigured and broken, became their p
, and discarded. I died wondering how thos
bered everything. This time, their twisted game
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