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In the outskirts of London, years from now, in the abandoned buildings, there are tales ringing through the streets. Terrible, awful, tales about beasts, mutants, and witches. About things. That is, only if you're suspicious. The question is; do you believe the stories?
Also on Figment, by the account of Nolee Balaqua. I've got an account on two sites. What can I say? I'm greedy for input.
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