House 42
Are you trapped? Are you a prisoner? It must be your imagination. Walls and beds and people can't just disappear.
You close your eyes, rubbing them hard as if to squeeze the illusion from them.
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Are you trapped? Are you a prisoner? It must be your imagination. Walls and beds and people can't just disappear.
You close your eyes, rubbing them hard as if to squeeze the illusion from them.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro