'The Past.′
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Last published Sun, Jun 8, 2025
(thousands of apologies for bad grammar;english is not my first language.)
*content sensitive topic:gore,blood,corruption,etc.*
''NONE OF THIS ARE REAL,NAME,PLACE,EVENT THAT TOOK PLACE IS ALL MADE UP''
*please do not copy°^°*
Two investigators named Farah and Ricky under the corporation of H.R company. Assigned in many cases including crime,bribe,assault,bully/etc. As they both faced challenges between the cases,they found rather weird connections between each one. Every one of them is linked to one past that caused trauma by both...was there a culprit behind this all? Was this all planned for them? Or was it to bring down the H.R company? Are their secrets unraveled to the public or the wrong hands?
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"all eyes are on you."
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