Hell Stone
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Two murders happen in a town that barely has criminals. Local people think that one of the citizens gone mad but the truth isn't as it seems. Just as the murders happened a girl moved into the town. Most of the town suspected she was the murderer but she didn't care what others thought she was just there to finish her job and leave the town behind. But then something caught her eyes that made her stay and procrastinate. A boy. A curios boys. She didn't know why she stayed but she did. Nothing went as she planed how this year goes. She didn't expect a blue eyed boy and her task becoming much more difficult. After all she was just there to get her job done. Yeah like that could ever go right.
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