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Gemios Curse

Gemios Curse

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jul 30, 2026
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Fiction
Mystery
Horror
Psychological
Paranormal
Shel has always put her lost hours down to extreme sleepwalking or waking up in another room, breathing heavily, and a heavy, dull ache in her limbs. But when her friend sees her adult body standing in front of a blank wall, like a slow, uncoordinated puppet-head tilted, eyes glassy, dragging her feet like a child trying to operate heavy machinery-she realizes she isn't just sleepwalking.
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