Close The Door
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The characters don't have names, no identification of them has been made only their ravaged remains were found. We were only able to stumble upon this journal that apparently belongs to a 16 year old girl. Surprisingly only her brother's name, which is Jack, is mentioned. Every one of their remains were found except for Jack's. It seems rather peculiar that none of the little boy's belongings were found. It's odd don't you think?
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