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Última publicación mar, abr 11, 2017
Tuesday
UNKNOWN
9:15 AM: Hello?
Wednesday
UNKNOWN
9:15 AM: Please, help..
Thursday
YOU
9:00 AM: Who is this?
Friday
UNKNOWN
9:15 AM: I am an old friend. I need your help. I'm trapped, I haven't eaten in days, it's cold and I'm dying. If you still care for Nila, help me.
YOU
9:16 AM: Nila Strong?
-Oops, it looks like UNKNOWN's phone has been off/disconnected for a while. We'll deliver your message when they connect again.-
Three years ago, at exactly 9:15 AM, Nila Strong shot herself in the head directly in front of long time best friend Charles Puri. The only reason she had ended her life so soon was because of her abusive father, but not even Charles knew about the cause of suicide.
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Kik text story. Bad plot.
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