OUTLAST 3: Murkoff's End

OUTLAST 3: Murkoff's End

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"You don't give a good dog a punishment unless he's constantly disobeying your rules. Even if that happens... Wouldn't you want to know why your good dog is 'acting up'?"... Well, that's the situation with Lyfin's problem, people don't just disappear unless something terrible has happened to them... That leads up to Lyfin Wilfred, a british Detective on the case of a ongoing rumor from the disappearances... Mount Massive Asylum just so happens to be in the mix in this... *What would happen if there's a final sequel to Outlast (the game)? Well, I'm here to make my own fan fiction of that result..*
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