Chapter 3
As we were walking home we stopped by a anquete shop greated by. The owner,"Morning lilac!"
"Morning mr reaper." I said as I walked up to him,"Here for the stuff?" I nodded as I walked up to him he handed me a rusty old key and dusky books exact and a risky dirty bloody knife,"Be safe it may be old but it has the blood of its enemy's on it.
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