Nesoya Island
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- Parts 3
Ongoing12m
Last published Wed, Dec 5, 2018
Nazywam się Billy Anderson, mam 18 lat.
Przewidziałam swoje porwanie, jednak wiem, że
nie mogę na nie wpłynąć. Utknęłam w jednym ze snów
i nie wiem, czy zdołam się wydostać.
Wciąż prześladuje mnie widok pewnych
przedmiotów i miejsc, lecz nie mogę pod
żadnym pozorem zdradzić co się wydarzy.
Nikt jednak nie zabroni mi przygotowania własnej
misji ratunkowej. Czy się uda?
Przekonamy się.
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