10-08-2020, 11:52 PM
Kyle simply sat in silence, his head lowered towards the grave, for the next five minutes. Lysander was nowhere to be seen: he must have been stopped by a guard, or just taken a wrong turn.
However, he was soon disturbed by the cold, metallic jab of a medical needle, right into the back of his neck...
"Happy birthday, son..." came the ominous, sickly voice of the woman behind him. "I've got you the perfect present ..."
However, he was soon disturbed by the cold, metallic jab of a medical needle, right into the back of his neck...
"Happy birthday, son..." came the ominous, sickly voice of the woman behind him. "I've got you the perfect present ..."
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