The bet
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Última publicación mié, nov 9, 2022
The night was still and calm. Only the occasional sound of a car passing. Finn lay still in his bed, sleeping peacefully. He was awoken by something grabbing his foot, he sat up to see a hand that seemed to be attached to the darkness.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Finn yelled, as he saw something climb out of the darkness and then all of the sudden it went black. The last thing he heard was.
"You're going to help me settle a bet."
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