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[OG] The Voice || KTH
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Ongoing, First published Aug 22, 2020
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Wherever he goes. He will hear HER voice. 

- "help"

-"I'm scared"

He needs to confront the psycho to save her. But.. who is he ?

What will happen ? 

Is he going to die ? or it's HER who will die ?

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