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VII (Part II)
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2021-10-28 09:38:12I still haven’t digested what just happened.
A black room.
A woman.
Did she die?
Whispers.
But what if my mom is still here?
It seems like cold water has been dropped on me. She might still be inside the Casino.
I run my fingers on my hair. But what if she has escaped?
I stand up, tap on my pants, and make up my mind. I’m going back there to make sure.
“Hey! There’s Amy!” I hear a voice behind me.
I am about to turn around to face the door of the casino when I hear a woman shout my name. I turn around and a drunk Stacey walks up to me.
"We have been looking all over the place for you," She says as she clings to my arm for support."Let's go back there." She says as she drags me back to the crowd.
"Stacey," I face her and stand on my ground. We are now meters away from the door. "We have to leave now," I tell her
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