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A red hair lady with a clear light green eyes crossing with an hazel colour on the right eye, and several moles scattered on her face alone.
A beat, another beat, only fire cackling in the air as it's rose higher, lighting up the whole place. While waiting and worrying, her body became a feast to the mosquitoes, however it doesn't ceased the chill, slowly crawling up her spine, she refused to turn around, knowing it was something that may involved with her whole childhood. Her nerves spiked up like nothing has she ever had, the longer she stay, the longer the danger lurking around her.
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