When the Void Calls
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Last published Fri, Jun 16, 2023
exactly one year ago, a 13 year old boy by the name of jonah carnell went missing. nobody knows what happened. everyone thought his mother was responsible, and they put her in the psych ward. little do people know that they were wrong. the only person who knew, was who he was with. Everett. but what happened to him too? no one knows... yet.
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