The Ring

The Ring

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Just as things begin to get better between Ingrid Meyers and her fiance Adrian Hudgens and their wedding preparations are being made, a strange man walks up to her with a strange warning. "Where did you get that?" a voice, which I must admit is very husky and hot, interrupts my thoughts. I look up, and realize it belongs to the Latino guy. He's pointing at my ring finger, looking very perplexed. "What? Oh, the ring. My fiancé got it for me when we got engaged." I say. "Listen to me. I need you to return that ring as soon as possible. It's not a mere ring as you think." He says, giving me a look of urgency. I squint. "What?" "That ring you're wearing only and only brings destruction. If you don't return it, you or anyone around you is going to die." I'm dumbfounded. "What? Why? How? I don't understand." The Latino guy stands up from his seat. "Please understand and do as I say." Before I can open my mouth to utter another word, he's already gone. Highest ranking: #9 in ring
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