Dead By Daylight SCP 682
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I have spend Years looked away in This awful place of Terror Studying and Observing just as I always did Back then and Unchanged to this very day
But in My Time here I would have never thought to see This Thing again it seems not even trapped inside a Elder God I can't just forget about
this cursed Lizard-Doctor Julius
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