Lonely souls
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"Why is it only this specific room that ends lives...how is it that if you stay there for the night you can end up dead the next day."
"Maybe not dead...but missing."
"But-but how is the question."
"Some say there's a lonely spirit that takes people too stay with him in hell so he won't be lonely anymore,I've only ever heard of it but it's not safe there."
"But there's no such things as ghost or super natural beings!"I protested.
But what if there is..in this world lonely souls look for friends in the place they died...
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