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Chapter 17: Loosen
I couldn’t look into their eyes as they had no thought to what happened, except me. Even though I am not the one who is in charge of the incident, I’m still one of the reasons he died.
I couldn’t breathe properly, as if it had sucked all the surrounding air into another dimension, and I was lost in a constellation. Someone accidentally looked my way, and I jumped in surprise. They might think I’m the suspect here because of my behaviour.
I turned around, shaking my head to clear my thoughts. I bumped into other students who were going to opposite way. I don’t want to listen because I know enough that I locked eyes with the killer from the very moment.
He’s deranged. He couldn’t be serious. I know he’s a serial killer, but the thought of Chris just chilling in his room, suddenly the guy he looked up to attacked him and turned into a werewolf, that must be traumatizing up to
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