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Continúa, Has publicado nov 01, 2020
I took in a deep breath and repeated slowly, 

"Who are you? And where am I?"

I raised an eyebrow in question. Composing myself, I imitated his posture, crossing my arms over my chest.

Without hesitation, he took a step toward me while I surprisingly stood my ground. His voice was smooth as whisky when he said the most bizarre thing,

"Welcome to Hell, Angel."

***

Diana Rose finds herself in a very unusual version of Hell after a tragic accident. Little did she know, all her fears would come alive in the form of the only subject she always dreaded the most.

If MATH on Earth wasn't quite enough for you, well, the horrors have just begun.

***

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