Smoke
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- Parts 2
Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Thu, Dec 22, 2016
"H-how do you know my name? Who are you?"
"I am Sesrial. I am here to guide you through the afterlife. And I know everything about you. I even know that you stole a cookie and blamed it on your dog." I gulp.
"Why do I need to have a guide?"
"Do you not see the empty barren in front of you?" The figure chuckles. "Stupid girl. Let's go."
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