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The Mind Reader

Emma_And_Hailey_Bruh

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LECTURES 25
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Parties 1
Durée <5 mins

Emma_And_Hailey_Bruh

alex crimson death mind murder police reader

Crimson woods is not normal, as a child her father would do strange experiments on her, because of this she ended up being given the power to read minds.

At 14 her mother died of lung cancer, her father was out most of the time, either in the laboratory or out with his friends. Crimson was bullied a lot during her schools years, people would say she's scary, weird and stupid.

Years later and Crimson is an adult now, surviving on her own. She chose to become a Police Officer an her career. On her first day of the job, she met a guy named Alex. After weeks of getting to know each other, Alex says that this whole time he had known about Crimson's mind reading abilities, so he suggested that she work as a detective.

Crimson thought long and hard about this.. She took Alex's suggestion and went with it. Crimson would sit and face the victims and read their minds to see if they were lying or not.

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alex crimson death mind murder police reader

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Chapter 1
ven., juin 8, 2018

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Chapter 1
ven., juin 8, 2018

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