11″Ah, fresh blood, how long it's been from last visitor of ours. What a pretty face, like yours, would do in hellhole, like this? His gracious manners was almost untouchable. You felt chills running through your spine, when you heard his husky, sad voice. Auditorium started getting colder, when you touched his notebook. He tricked you, leaving it infront of you. Now you're bonded
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