Journal Entry #439

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Written by CD

This curse I've been given is trying to speak. I see the prophecy of a customer who will change history.

All that has to be done is to sell off that suspicious machine some guy dropped off. I can't remember his name, but he yelled a lot.

Somewhere in the near future, I will be expecting a hooded teen to arrive.

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