•Metamorphosis•

•Metamorphosis•

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~Metamorphosis .The process of transformation from an immature form to an adult form in two or more distinct phases~ Savannah Rudolph is a 22 year old artist that had to deal with her drunken father since her mother died. One night it's her last night shift at her job when everything is turned upside down by those three men in black suits. Scott Brenard is working for a drug enterprise aim the outskirts of Seattle, but he is not some stoner selling drugs to whomever. He works to eliminate all threats to business Then one night everything falls apart when he enters a motel to meet someone
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