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BAD CLUE
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Ongoing, First published Dec 05, 2024
Mature
13 people 

A mysterious email

Let's have a sneak peak at the storm about to fall on them 


" We need to get out now" She yelled at him who is trying to de-code the message, the fire had already spread to the majority area, painting their surrounding in orange- yellow. 

Sweat dripped down his forehead as he looked at the alpha numeric lock, he thought for a moment before he turned the lock paddle. the loud deafening noise was heard, BOOM.




Author Note:~
Yes, this book is inspired from going seventeen, but I'll make sure not to palagramize the original script. This book has more mystery than the original series of don't lie and bad clue. Make sure to stay tuned for the 
MYSTERY - MYSTERY.
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