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(Created page with "I wanted to post a story here, about the creepy place I worked at with a friend of a friend. I was a twenty-year-old kid, straight out of nursing school with bills to pay. And Remy Desilva, well, he could spin one hell of a story. Remy Desilva was in his early thirties but could easily pass for twenty-five. I knew from my BFF, who went on a trip to India with the guy, that he claimed to be something other than human. 'Whatever,' I thought to myself as I joined him in...") |
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I knew what he was implying; I would be forced to hitchhike back to California, and along the way, I would likely get butchered by Syren and cooked into jerky. "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."
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It's been a few days, and I don't know what to do. The clinic, 'Rain Down temple' opened for business.
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