The voice in the woods
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funny right?
Ace, we just witnessed a murder
...right?
Why does it always have to be teenagers who get traumatized in these things?
Ace and Ezra Arogon, two brothers that with one discovery, a very gruesome discovery beggin to unravell the horrific story that their town in built on
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