Killer Fire

LECTURES 88
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Chapitres 2
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LECTURES 88
Votes 3
Chapitres 2
Durée <5 mins

It's black. Darkness consumes my whole being. Tongues of orange fly up from inside of me. Screams fill my ears. I watch helplessly as my two best friends are burned alive. And then I wake up. If only it really was just a dream.Tous Droits Réservés

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