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Horrorový příběh o 13-ti leté Mary, starém a rozbořeném zchátralém snatoriu a neobyčejně zapletené chodby, které vše zhatí.....
-Je to kratší
-Není to děsivý horror pro každého, má to působit psychologicky
-Sanatorium existovalo, Mary a její ''láska'' k němu také, a věk Mary je taky reálný, až na to, že sanatorium už nesojí :D. Kdo by chtěl ''příběhy ze sanatoria'', napište do comms u poslední vydané kapitoly, ať vím jestli by o to někdo stál (byly by to dlooouhé příběhy o dětech a lidech kteří se setkali právě s tímto sanatoriem ;) - můu slíbit, že co jeden příběh, jedna kapitola, a dlouhá. :D)
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