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Chapter 32: Masking

Wake Louchette

A phosphorescent ceiling met the windows of my soul as the libs behind my back slowly got up. My feet felt motionless, and my arms can barely function. As I wandered around, I found myself inside a doom, dark metallic facility full of glowing lights. I cannot see my surroundings, and the only thing that gave brightness was the tiny rectangular hole from the door, which gave access to the light that came from the outside.

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