"If I blow it out, I die. If I don't, my friends die.." Opal looked over at the candle, before whispering into the phone to her friend on the other side, voice cracking, "it smells like you..you're next."
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"If I blow it out, I die. If I don't, my friends die.." Opal looked over at the candle, before whispering into the phone to her friend on the other side, voice cracking, "it smells like you..you're next."