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... fog, a dark figure emerged, barefoot, with disheveled hair, covered in blood. I didn’t think for a second that this person could be the attacker. I thought they were someone who had escaped and tried to talk to them, but instead…”
Liam took a sip of his drink before continuing.
“They seemed out of their mind. Like a rabid dog, they were foaming at the mouth, their pupils were hugely dilated. I heard an animalistic growling, but there was no smell of drugs. Jane, you know I have ...
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