A death, a witness, a lover

A death, a witness, a lover

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Dec 27, 2024
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Mystery
Preview: Eli is a college student straight out of high-school. on his first day on campus after a long break, he walks out onto the balcony of his dorm. As he turns his head to witness a person beating a body on the ground. The sound of the bludgeoning ringing in his head and the sight of the blood splattering on the wall of the opposing buildings wall as he stood in awe. As the killer steps into the light he notices him from his homeroom he goes to bed that night and all he could think. Why did i find that kinda hot...
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