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... m the nightmare wrapped in a curse, pushed the door open with force.
A strong stench of decay emanated from the pitch-black bedroom, and the cramped room was filled with various colorful drawings. In the center of all the pictures, there was a little boy locked in chains.
He held a broken finger, dipped in various paints, and lay on the ground drawing.
"Number Four?"
Han Fei noticed the clothes on the boy; the uniform jacket from the welfare home was badly damaged ...
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