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Fantasy
In a strange small town in Maine, a girl named Astrid discovers a body in the woods. Months after reporting her finding, the same girl that appeared to be dead was in her bedroom, waiting on her bed. Her name? Iris. Her job? To collect the souls of humans once they die. What does Astrid have to do? Kill 300 people in one month. And if she doesn't? She will have to be a slave to Death until she rots away. ~Credit To The Owners Of Pictures And Phrases Used In Story~
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