Luck

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"Who said thirteen was an unlucky number?"

"I did."

Amora was always normal. Till Friday the thirteenth. She never believed in bad luck, to her it was coincidence. Oh boy was she wrong. It was a normal day, but it was the worst. She went to bed hoping to never think about that day again, but when she woke up, the day started all over again. Stuck in a time loop, she has to do everything she can to get out. By. Any. Means. Necessary.

"Once upon a time I wouldn't ever think of hurting anyone. Now, tell me who to kill to get out of here and it's done."

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