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/Over an hour later…/
/Seep… Drip.../
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Slowly but with a still hand, Tina moved her knife across Dale's palm, creating a symbol that was gradually covered in red.
Lines upon lines, sharp and scribbly that led to other equally strange symbols, interconnected to form a large array, like some sort of sickly text directly out of a Demon's book.
A ritual cast in blood, the skin was the canvas, and blood was the paint.
Dale saw himself as the v ...
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