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The last thing he remembers is the pain. The excruciating pain that came out of nowhere and seemed to envelop his entire body.
And before that, the two of them, walking.
Words appeared in the sand. “FOLLOW ME.” "How?" he asked, mesmerized. It had never invited him in before.
This had to be a new level of the game—
It's maybe the biggest risk of my life—or un-life, as I prefer to call it.
“That lagoon is haunted”, his grandmother whispered, as if she had read his thoughts. ”It has been since the Indians lived at this place. There is something evil living there, and you are letting it dominate you.”
If there are vampires, scare them off with a strong
heartbeat.
"Professor Azael's Traveling Freak Show: Admit one—"
I still remember the day I met the Mime, like it was yesterday.
A dead man does tell tales
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