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Chapter 2: M-Files (1)
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... or as he surveyed the room that he had once called his home with wide eyes.
From the ruins, the pungent smell of blood assailed his nostrils as if it sounded the grim reaper’s knell. The smell urged him to hurriedly turn back, flee to the door, and never return. His legs trembled violently as he saw blood flowing out from his parents’ bedroom. The blood was an abnormal shade of red and irregular in quantity, making him feel as if he had laid eyes upon a demon. Sluggishly m ...
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