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Masks

LECTURAS 3,708
Votos 110
Partes 63
Hora 8h 25m

LECTURAS 3,708
Votos 110
Partes 63
Hora 8h 25m

Tim lost everyone to The Operator but just when he thought it was over he runs into Ash, the two becoming reluctant allies in this mess. He soon uncovers that what he knew about that entity and the horrors might reach further than he and Jay originally found out... and Ash seems to know more than what's being told. Keep friends close and enemies closer, if you can tell the difference. For Ash, that line is becoming blurrier and trying to keep friends alive along with herself isn't easy. Piece by piece Slender works to break her and force Ash to work as a puppet.

Their choices may eventually come down to Break or Fight, better known as Submit or Die, unless they can figure out how to trust each other enough to work together. With surprises in store and threats from all directions their lives depend on it.

(a more updated one/Version 3 of this is on my A03: DRReality)Todos los derechos reservados

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