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To Kill Like Santa

To Kill Like Santa

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You woke up in a mysterious place, heaven for all you care, but you didn't hear any angelic voices singing praise. You would wonder how you got there, you would wonder who you are, you would wonder why you could not see yourself, but for now you focused on man that walked in moments after you woke up. The man promised answers to your questions but first, you had to pass a test. A test he said had three trials. After two failed attempts, he decided to motivate you with the past -your past. Featured in YA's and AmbassadorNg's reading list.p

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