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Undertale

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A cold breeze chills your spine. You hop out of bed to make some breakfast. Before you munch on your bowl of muesli, you turn on the tv and find the news channel. You listen as you eat. People's deaths, crimes, all of it is boring. But something comes on about a new bush walk! Awesome!, you think to yourself. You turn off the tv, finish your breakfast and rush to get dressed. You locate the bush walk and head out to it! What a lovely walk! So many birds and colourful plants! You see a towering mountain. You are filled with



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ven., juil. 29, 2016

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