Existence (Perrentes) *ON HOLD*

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The room was suddenly black, a crippled figure advancing toward me at light-speed. But as her decaying hand reached for my neck, she disintegrated into a cloud of smoke, the illusion gone as soon as it appeared.All Rights Reserved

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