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Dauntless

Dauntless

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Jan 13, 2021
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*ONGOING* Past, present and future. They all have meanings. Learning, fail and improved. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is purely out of my own imagination, no copyright intended. If it is similar to other stories or true story, this is purely a coincidence. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ These teenagers explore places not many people go to, the reason is simple, it's because people claim that those places are haunted. Mysterious things happens at abandoned places, these things is like a signal to tell the daring teenagers to explore those places. But is it the place that's haunted or is it other things that are haunted?
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