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Autor: Detty Scent
last update Data de publicação: 2025-12-25 23:31:22

Anya’s POV

Press Walk-Through — 11:15 AM

If hell had a waiting room, I am certain it would look exactly like a stadium corridor five minutes before the big sponsors arrived. Everything smelled like strong disinfectant and expensive money. Thick black cables snaked across the concrete floor like sleeping snakes, and crew members moved with a scary kind of purpose. They kept their eyes down and their radios crackled with voices I couldn’t understand. In this place, no one spoke unless they absolu
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