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... p>He hasn't eaten for a long time.
Hungry, he looked at his arm and bit it up fiercely.
The blood nourishes his thirsty throat and revitalizes him.
He slowly got up and took a clown mask beside him.
The long-abandoned mask was pale and ugly, exuding an evil breath.
Put on the mask, the boy laughed suddenly, his voice was hoarse and weird.
Behind the boy, cluttered with puppet toys.
There were scars all over him, and the boy with a murky flesh was ...
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