Twelve O'clock
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Thirty Year old Bailey has an old, beautiful, antique mirror that she recently bought. She had been using it every single morning for the past month, meanwhile there have been brutal murders accruing.. Could this just be an odd coincidences or are they somehow connected?... read and find out!
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