Sector One
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Who cares about your own life when you could be out catching supernatural creatures?
Yeah, everyone. Unfortunately, fate has other plans.
*Author's note* - Trigger warning.
This story touches on some hard topics. It will get dark, and probably isn't for the light hearted.
You've been warned.
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