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Chapter 63: Broken Pictures
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2024-10-29 19:42:56I WENT behind Adrastos as the two of us strolled, with the other guys keeping an eye on me in case I changed my mind and ran away. We went to the previous hall, where there were many cameras and sensors trained on us, so I returned to the middle of the stage, while Adrastos stood in front of me, holding a microphone in his right hand.
“Good evening, live viewers! We’re right back here because I know you’re thrilled to watch the death of our Suicider today!” remarked Adrastos as I rolled my eyes all over.
My eyes landed there to read the message they left after the notification sound went off numerous times to show that they agreed with what he stated.
Comment box:
@Jamby Smith
We are so fired up @LiveSuicide because we will witness another death!
@Queen Buen
I was so eager to watch her drown, so I booked a full swimming pool and attempted to
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