Camp Horrorsville
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Última publicación sáb, abr 6, 2019
She went to her lair. He hadn't seen her because she had used an invincibility spell to cloak her presence.
She didn't want him back here again so she entered a code that activated the crashing system.
A minute later the system crashed and it left only one message that could be seen by anyone who looked.
"YOUR DEATH MARKS THE BEGINNING OF LIFE FOR ME" - "ALEXA".
#147- Camp as at 0412/19
#992 - Camp as at 6/4/19
#745 - Teenager as at 16/04/19
#300 - Summercamp as at 27/04/19
#734 - teenager as at 04/05/19
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