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... as the red-haired, blood-soaked figure stepped closer. The man's eyes, filled with something between pride and exhaustion, locked onto Judge. Without a doubt, this was his father. But why was he drenched in blood? And more importantly, why was he approaching with arms wide open like a ghost face trying to scare the children, or like a responsible adult who was just trying to give him candy.
He remembered that one time when he was promised candies by some guys with a van on Thanksgiving E ...
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