La sombra del castillo.

La sombra del castillo.

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Bram Wick nacido en Reino Unido, un castillo en Liverpool donde un famoso que todos conocen en Reino Unido pero dicen que mata a las personas que va a ese lugar o en este casó, "Castillo". A el no le importa la vida, solo quería ver lo tenebroso de ese lugar que lo atrae, una carta que estaba junto con uno pasaje,en la entrada de su departamento, decía lo siguente : " Hola mi querido amigo, se ve que tienes valor para entrar a mi casa. Valor que algunos no tienen, te envito a mi estado, Liverpool. Espero que tomes una decision y venga a mi ciudad. " De : Stoker. Para : Bram Wick. // Si escribo mal es porque mi vecino tiene "compañia" y me desconcentra.
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