A Horror Tale...
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Ultima pubblicazione mer, ott 25, 2023
I, along with the others grabbed a can of gasoline and walked into the house... this was the only hope that we had left... I hope this works... we walked through several rooms all the while pouring gasoline... making sure that we covered every inch of the house... We saw several things along the way... they were quite... horrific... blood on the walls... screaming coming from some rooms... and somethings that I just don't want to talk about... we must not pay attention to them... and get the job done... but... how did we get here...?
Why are we doing this...?
this is a horror tail...
I had to delete it earlier because of some issues.
it's a fact how ever... it will take long for the chapters to come...
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