My asylum OC x reader (Female)
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Last published Thu, May 31, 2018
ey ya filthy people... ohhh boy...A story with a new OC.. *Long sigh* so, I came up with a new OC who lives in an asylum. Backstory for the OC: Jacob was a child whose parents would leave him and his sister home alone. A killer arrived suddenly at midnight, killing the sister. Jacob ran to the room to see his sister getting stabbed. I will add more info in Part 1 (Intro)
(Yes some of this is inspired from SCP Containment Breach)
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