When death knocks at your door.
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Last published Mon, Jul 13, 2015
"You can run all you want but keep in mind that it won't get you anywhere. It will only make your sanity to drop faster." Such stupid rumors about a quiet town. These people are just exaggerating , I'm surprised that the journalists even paid attention to them. But then again they are pretty desperate too. I said to myself as I was preparing to leave.
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