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It wasn't so uncommon for a day to be this dull. Ever since the 8th mass killing in a row, everyone has gotten used to the unusual, but normal routine. It wasn't so uncommon for people to pass by the ones they call "unordinary" and "unworthy" and the "shags", their desperate cries for help not given a chance to be heard as people continue to live their artificial lives. They think they're happy, they think they're content, they think they're human. Oh, if only they knew that they are anything but human, but the puppets of those they don't dare to speak of. The so called, ridems. They know what you're thinking and feeling, and if to their distaste, they'll do anything to get rid of those thoughts. Perhaps even kill them. They were merciless, and out for blood.


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