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... g smoke filled the air, as if something were burning.
The cries of children could be heard on the other side of the blood-red flames.
Those sinister presences carried by the wind wrapped around her heart, filling it with an indescribable anxiety.
"No, no..."
A nun ran towards the black smoke in the distance.
A small rosary trembled on her chest as she felt anxious and desperate.
It was somewhat crudely polished, small and cute, as if made by a chil ...
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