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... g 19, Second Floor.
Mr. Wang got up from bed, stretched a lazy yawn.
Crackle, crackle, crackle
His joints constantly popping.
Standing in front of the mirror, Mr. Wang almost didn’t recognize himself, with frizzy long hair and a messy beard, looking dirty and unkempt.
Mr. Wang thought for a moment and finally found a Dagger amidst a pile of cluttered stuff.
There were some bloodstains on it, which he looked at with some disgust.
He then too ...
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