Circle You, Circle You
- LECTURES 238
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- Chapitres 2
Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture12m
Dernière publication dim., juin 3, 2012
An abandoned orphanage, a dare, and six teenagers is enough to tell. A group six teenagers go on spring break to the woods surrounding Hiroshima, Japan on a dare. This orphanage was used by the Germans in World War II for their experiments. Unspeakable horrors had taken place there that left the "patients" with grudges against other people. Now they are out for blood.
~ A/N: I am currently working on the next chapter of this so hopefully by next month the chapter will be up.~
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