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A Riddle That Squeezes Many Brains
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2024-10-29 19:42:56It was early in the morning. Elizabeth didn’t sleep since the diary event.
The candle totally disappeared, but not because it had melted, because this didn’t happen with magic candles, but because the sun came in through the windows of the room, warming the whole bedroom in vivid light.
Even though many of the other students didn’t wake up, she got out of bed. She couldn't stay that anxious anymore. She wanted so much to see how she could find out what was written in the diary, that she prepared twice as fast as usual and walked out of her room as if she were a witch on her broom.
She went to Johnny's door and knocked.
After a few moments, Johnny's roommate finally came to open the door.
“What happened to Elizabeth? It's still early ... it's Saturday.”
“Pepplyn, I’d like to talk to Johnny.”
Pepplyn Hallow left the door open and invited her inside.
Johnny woke up when he heard the
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