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Chapter XXXVI: Cadavers under the bed
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Men went about grabbing their preferred gun of choice, loading it with bullets, and storing additional magazines into the folds of their vests. Each one having replaced their immaculate suits for all black camouflage pants, matching t-shirts, and combat boots. Bulletproof vests covering their chests with additional weapons hidden in their pockets. Salvatore was one of the men in the midst of all the preparations, dressed like every single of them and loading the mag of his semi-automatic pistol.
"Are you sure you should go?" Arsenio asked hesitantly from the side, glancing uncertainly at his parents who watched with disapproving lo
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Serafina paced the length of the hallway outside her brother's bedroom, gnawing at her lips as her legs were beginning to ache with her excessive walk. She had no idea how long she had been pacing the floor, but she knew it had been a good hour, maybe even more.Maybe he's asleep. She thought hopefully, cautiously standing with her eat pressed to the door, straining to hear any movement.Maybe he has a whore inside
