A Chave
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Last published Mon, Nov 12, 2018
Eu não podia compreender como aquilo acontecera, o sangue ainda manchava tudo ao meu redor, e aos meus pés aquele corpo inerte... eu só sabia que precisava encontrar a chave, e logo, antes que mais alguém morresse...
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