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... ns blocked out the moonlight, leaving only the flickering flame of the candle on my desk to cast a dim glow. Shadows danced on the walls as if they were watching me.
I sat down at the table. My hands instinctively reached into my pocket. As I pulled out the parchment, even the texture of the paper sent shivers down my spine. Another person’s life, another’s pain and joy... now lay right there on the table before me.
I stared at it blankly for a while. I couldn’t muster the courag ...
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