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| 1 | <b>Chapter </b> | |
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| 5 | "Dude, another mysterious place again." The voice shrugged. It belonged to a young man, age of 19. His blue eyes looked around, moving his hands to adjust hi shoulder-length brown hair, tied in a ponytail. His clothing consists of a pair of black jeans, a black sleaveless shirt with a red vest on top. One could see a scar on his right arm running from his shoulder down to the back of his hand, a black fingerless glove on it. | |
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| 7 | - | "I can't just keep moving past every door." He told himself. |
| 7 | + | "I can't just keep moving past every door." He told himself. Stopping for a moment, the youth noticed a door to his left and opened it. With a shrug, he opened the door and walked inside. |
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| 11 | "Nice room." The young man stated, looking at the inside. The room resembled a private bar of sorts, the bar itself on the left side with four rotable chairs in front, a large plant on the opposite side and a couch right in front, the back of the furniture against the wall. |
