The Masked Murders
- LECTURES 20
- Votes 5
- Chapitres 1
Terminé ven., juin 22, 201810m
Erwin Dougary is a skilled but plain mask maker. What will he do when he is the prime suspect of three grizzly murders?
(Hi! This is my first time posting a story! I hope y'all like it!)
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