Hanniger Mines
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You'd been living in Harmony for a long 14 years, you were 18 now, having a good job and good friends.
You were friends with this one guy, Tom Hanniger, you had been catching feelings for him lately but you never built up the nerve to tell him.
That's until on Valentine's Day, 22 people were murdered and Tom, the love of your life, had vanished.
10 years later, he returned.
But he was not the same.
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