Backrooms: Part 1, Mission 2
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Seemed like a normal day. Nothing to do and nothing and worry about, so our heroes chill pretty much all day. But right when Grayson thinks the day is over, he finds himself very mistaken... (Disclaimer: I often can't decide what my style of fighting should be, which is why it changes a lot. In my Bigfoot Story, it was a Mech. In this one, I use two golden wolf staffs that also have access to my weapons) (Story inspired by Kane Pixels on YT)
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