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... ng’s gaze on him but he could not tell where it came from.
Other than the eerie proclamation, more things were written further down the board. To get to the bottom of the truth, Han Fei held the fruit knife and crawled deeper into the space under the bed. Compared to the overall neatness and order of the house, it was a different world under the bed. Blood stains smeared the wooden board. Someone scratched out the last moments of their life with nails.
“The eye has returned. The mome ...
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