Hunted
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Última publicación lun, sep 25, 2017
Humans are born with soft hands, the more crimes they commit the more rough and lined their hands become. Hunters are employed to find the people, nicknamed "Softies" and kill them, for if you are to inject yourself with their blood you will in turn get surprising results...
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