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Eight

Real monsters are not the ugly ones with fangs and claws. Real monsters are ordinary people. And that’s the most frightening thing about them.

“Please let me out of here. Please!” I cried desperately, pounding my fists on Yulian’s chest but he wouldn’t let me go. His grip only tightened with every hit I make. “I will do anything just get me out of here, I beg you please,” I pleaded endlessly.

How? Of all the places he could have been. Why do we need to cross paths?

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