The Wires

The Wires

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Fiction
Mystery
You can't escape this house. It's not some fancy place where you come and enjoy luxury life. No... It's quite the opposite. My name is Kai Heinris and I was only 12 when I moved into the Arison's huge palace. Well, it seemed like one. Then, one night I discovered their secret and now, there always seems to be something sinister lurking at every corner. Updates every Wednesday, Friday, & possibly Sunday
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