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Room 136: The Mysteries Of The Redwood High

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LECTURAS 294
Votos 89
Partes 13
Hora 1h 7m

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Emily's hand trembled as she reached for the cold brass doorknob of the door on which '136' was written. The whispers had followed her all day, a chorus of warnings she couldn't quite even decipher. As the door creaked open, a chill through the thick air, carrying the faint scent of candle wax and something far older something that didn't belong in this world. 

The room was dark, leaving the only flickering green light emanating from the candles and the strange symbols scattered on the floor. And there, standing in the center of the whole star of the candles, was the translucent figure of a boy she immediately recognised. His eyes pleading for a release only she could offer. But at that moment, she realized that openning this door wasn't just about uncovering the past, it was about the prices she would have to pay, confronting the horrors that still lingered, waiting for someone too brave or too foolish, enough to face them.Todos los derechos reservados

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