It was an ordinary day in Hell with some warm breeze and pinkish grey fog. Rhasida looked through the window for a while and pulled the curtains thought it was about time. She had to get up and move otherwise Jacob was going to die…
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It was an ordinary day in Hell with some warm breeze and pinkish grey fog. Rhasida looked through the window for a while and pulled the curtains thought it was about time. She had to get up and move otherwise Jacob was going to die…
