Shit.
We really fucked up.
My ears are ringing so loudly...
What the hell happened? Where are we? Is Jonah okay?
What was that thing that was chasing me?
The blood is rushing out of my head, I can't see in front of me anymore....
Everything suddenly went dark.
Until it didn't anymore.
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The Mandela Backrooms; REVIVED
ParanormalA more well-written remake of my old story that kicked off my wattpad. Please note this WILL have hints to Jonadam, but I will write it off in the later chapters since I don't want the drama circling back.
