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Mistake No.2
4pm. The Arm's Pub. Leave Jake at home or else I won't tell you anything.
I read the text repeatedly, my eyes straining from not blinking. The words begin to blur on the screen and I sigh, leaning back against the wall. The time reads 3:58 and I'm stood outside The Arm's Pub, already regretting my decision.
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