A Lost Truth | Creepypasta Rewrite Version
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It was a.. horrifying experience. Silence filling in the room as they came face to face to two serial killers, murderers.
These Proxies..
"Who knew that you'll be the one he's looking for?"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
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It was something that they didn't expect, rather [Name] didn't expect. It was only an innocent truth or dare by their friend. Only to [Name] actually learn the truth about this world they live in. Silenced by the pain as the truth revealed- as someone would say.
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