Choices

Choices

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Angelina is a girl who is the ultimate stealth master. She can steal anything, break in (or out) of anywhere. She's ruthless, not quite evil, and enjoys teasing and taunting people until they go crazy with annoyance, fear, or exhaustion. Despite her cruelty, she has two beloved best friends. Then she meets Immortal Darkness, who is pure evil: she'll laugh at others' pain, hurt Angelina l if she doesn't do what she wants, and is a total villain. Angelina doesn't mind at first. Her best friends are devastated - they know she's just put her life at stake. She ignores them. But when she is ordered to murder one of her best friends, she realizes that they were right all along - and now she has no choice.
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