The Final Note
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Last published Sun, Dec 7, 2025
manz I don't even know I got this idea in the middle of the night-
When a girl accidentally witnesses an evil force come back into the world on an Instagram live-I know random-it's up to her, some old and new friends, and a whole bunch of research to lock that b!tch up again, because dang! It took some old people a lot of time to lock you up in the first place, and I knew my best friends are the one that released you, but that is disrespecting the old people's work, sir, calm the eff down
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