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17th March 1965

Murphy was standing in the center of a spacious building, with many prayer carpets aligned neatly on the floor. The ceiling was high enough from which a huge chandelier hung, a golden flamed color shredded from it, the enlightening, the whole of the room.

Murphy was standing all afraid and thunderstruck with terror, she could see goosebu

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