Catch Me
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Last published Sat, Jun 23, 2018
!!Disclaimer(s)!!
I don't own Far Cry 5 or any of it's characters!
This book WILL have mature content, so if you're not comfortable with such things, please do not read or skip those parts!
This is my first fanfiction, feel free to leave constructive criticism~
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" you must be cleansed "
those words ran through Serenity Osorio's head, as she once again shot an alarm in one of the cult's outposts. She stood up to get a new position with her sniper rifle, but as she spun around, the back of a gun was roughly smacked against her face, knocking her out.
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