Skeleton Head
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Última publicación jue, feb 14, 2019
"The first thing you need to know, is that I'm not guilty. Just and idiot." -Arnie
"My name is France and I am not guilty. I swear." -France
"I believe they aren't guilty no matter what you dumb officers say or do! Don't hurt them!" -Jeremy
"I know they didn't do it! No matter how much I want to find the murderer, I would never accuse somebody that I know isn't guilty." -Kali
They went one week, trapped with each other and a skeleton head. Nobody knows what happened. Nobody will ever know, unless the people that were there share their story. The entire story. The true story.
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