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The flight was around one or two hours, you couldn't really tell with how fast time seemed to go. In the corner of your eye, you saw Ken's body bouncing up and down as he looked out the window as you started to descend.
"I really wanted to fly one of these...."
He said it so quietly, that you don't know if he meant t... |
You'd best just follow the instructions of G to the word, he probably had a good idea of what he was talking about.
"Ken listen to me, I've been sent here to this exact location to specifically get you and only you. I don't know the exact process of things but they want you to ascend and get up to the heavens for your... |
"You're talking as if there are others like me and you out there..."
G- Well obviously retard, do you really think that the two of us would be able to handle all of the distressed spirits that are currently roaming? Yes, our numbers aren't legion, but they make do to keep balance in the spirits our kind help on the d... |
You weren't going to lie, you were scared shitless about this whole situation, you didn't want to think this person would do if you pissed them off or denied them, so you went along with it for now.
Giving a small sigh, you reply to her offer.
"Go on..."
G- :) Good choice. Now, where shall we start? Other than G, yo... |
There seemed to be a difference in the dead you saw.
Some were alive and could communicate with you, while others were just corpses that you would see as if the crime or accident had just happened, sometimes the corpses would seem very decayed too, just like the one at your friend's house.
At first, it was just it wa... |
You didn't move, but instead, help your ground as the ghost continued to eye you.
"What's your name?" You ask, a little more steadily then your wordings from before.
The ghost stood motionless her a second as her pupils moved from side to side, as if thinking heavily on the answer to your question.
"It was Gwen."
"... |
You didn't move, but instead, help your ground as the ghost continued to eye you.
"What's your name?" You ask, a little more steadily then your wordings from before.
The ghost stood motionless her a second as her pupils moved from side to side, as if thinking heavily on the answer to your question.
"It was Gwen."
"... |
You didn't want to annoy this guy, who knows what he was capable of if he managed to find you and get your phone number.
"Don't be too frightened, I'll tell you everyone you need to know in due time and when the situation comes to it. Now, tell me are you in contact with a ghost as of now?"
You didn't really see any ... |
The forums were pretty bare looking compared to ones you've seen on the regular internet portion.
When making a new account in order to post and send messages, the only boxes were for a username and a password. Though in big red letters at the bottom of the password box red.
DON'T USE A IMPORTANT PASSWORD!
Very char... |
"Who exactly are you?" You text him, as he never really got around to answering your question.
"You can refer to me as Nick, that's the name I use to go by online so that's the name you can call me. As to who I am, I'm someone who is need of your help, but in return, I can offer you something you want, and maybe also ... |
You felt as if the Native American ritual would be some kind of impossible riddle that wouldn't be able to be solved. At least with the African ritual, all you needed were physical items and everything would be set to go.
The list of what you needed made you grimace. Googling some of them led to results of plants that... |
Ever since that day when Gwen had broken down in front of you, you started to research online if there as any way that you could help her off that street. Even if you couldn't help her ascend to heaven or anything, at the very least you could move her to a spot in which there was more foot traffic, or better yet anothe... |
No.
You weren't about to pussy out of this because you were starting to get second thoughts. That would be incredibly selfish to make Gwen suffer on that shitty street while you knew you could do something about it, as she herself could not.
There had to be a way, and you would try every way possible.
Starting with ... |
You didn't feel like doing a scavenger hunt that could end up being a waste of time going off by your previous leads. At the very least you could try this one first and do the African ritual later. Though you were a bit confused when it came to the part in touching hands, as from what you know that wasn't very possible... |
It wouldn't hurt all that much if you were to stay for a little longer. You could probably come up with another excuse anyway if your mom questioned you too much about it.
"Alright why not, I think I can stay for another hour or so..." You say which causes Gwen's attitude to beam back up.
"Great! I still got stuff to... |
Wanting to start your questions with something simple and innocent, you tried asking something basic.
"What's your favorite color?"
"Green." She says immediately, her attitude sparking up with that answer.
This causes you to smile a bit.
"How come it's your favorite color?"
"I used to go on trips a lot to the moun... |
Silence took over the air between the two of you as no words were spoken. You could tell that it was fear that you felt, but you didn't know why. It couldn't get to you, and it couldn't harm you, but you still felt a tinge of fear.
"I remember you."
With little cars currently passing by, you didn't really have all th... |
WARNING! (The fake one)
This story contains mature subject matter concerning teens and is meant to help said age group "experience" a problem they may encounter in their life and show the consequences of their actions if they handle it in the wrong way. There will be separate sections for boys and girls for as we all ... |
Sure sports, that's always a good way to conform and it does attract the ladies usually. A lot better than joining the chess club would anyway.
You're unsure of what to pick, so you go by the old chestnut and pick football…
After laughing his ass off the coach actually gives you a chance at training, as it turns out,... |
You aren't anybody unless you're popular! Okay well it's not entirely a bad thing to be social; it's perfectly natural to want to go along with the rest of the sheep. Though what KIND of sheep you're going to be going along with might make a big difference in your life.
You must choose, but choose wisely because this ... |
Well you don't seem to have any other talent of any kind so being a musician might be the way to go.
You decide joining band in school is out though. You need to join a REAL band, if you want to be popular. You know there's a group of guys that THINK they're musicians, so lacking any better ideas you head to the garag... |
You aren't anybody unless you're popular! Okay well it's not entirely a bad thing to be social; it's perfectly natural to want to go along with the rest of the sheep. Though what KIND of sheep you're going to be going along with might make a big difference in your life.
You must choose, but choose wisely because this ... |
Yep, nothing cooler than being in a gang. Sellin drugs, bustin' caps, smackin' the hoes…
No wait; you're a goddamn suburbanite, meaning the gangs in your "hood" are made up of a bunch of wannabe wiggers that learned everything about the "gangsta" lifestyle by watching rap videos. At best you'll probably just be smokin... |
You aren't anybody unless you're popular! Okay well it's not entirely a bad thing to be social; it's perfectly natural to want to go along with the rest of the sheep. Though what KIND of sheep you're going to be going along with might make a big difference in your life.
You must choose, but choose wisely because this ... |
Well at least you're embracing the fact that you're an uncool geek, it's good to be true to yourself!
Of course you realize you won't be anymore popular than you are right now, in fact you'll possibly be even LESS popular, but again at least you'll be with liked minded folks such as yourself. Also, your chances of eve... |
You are a typical male teen…well maybe not entirely typical. In your current state you aren't very popular in school. Sometimes you feel left out of things, particularly social gatherings involving girls. Maybe being popular would makes things easier and make you happier, but then you also wonder if you even belong her... |
Ah ha, so you weren't really depressed after all, you were just looking for attention! Way to be a manipulative little bastard. Still, whatever works right?
In playing up to your new image you begin to say really creepy shit….
You go up to a group of jocks and ask them if they ever worry about someone putting poison ... |
Oh you're so complex and nobody understands you. Or more likely nobody even cares.
In any case you become withdrawn and start dressing in black constantly. You stay in your room a lot with the shades drawn and the lights low and don't move too much.
Once a day your mother dusts you and leaves some food and drink by y... |
You're going to do it; you refuse to live in the closet! You prance out of your room, skip downstairs and reveal to your parents…
"I'm gay and I'm proud of it! And I don't care what you guys think!"
Your parents take awhile to acknowledge your revelation.
"Gay huh? You'd think you'd have a better sense of fashion." ... |
You remember when you were little of how you liked to dress up in Mommy's clothing and how you always thought her make up was pretty. You remember your Dad severely beating you after you said you wanted a Barbie doll. Oh why didn't he just let you be who you were? You've had to deny yourself of your true feeling all th... |
You sink further into depression, you're just SOOOOO tormented and misunderstood. Or more likely you're a little drama queen that's…
Hey, maybe THAT'S your problem! YOU KNOW what we're talking about!
You snap out of your self-pity for a minute and think really hard of WHY you don't fit in with everyone else, perhaps ... |
You're too chicken shit to actually commit suicide so you decide you need to escape from your sorry existence in a more "chemical" way, namely drugs.
Unfortunately you're such a damn loser that you're completely clueless to who's selling the shit in school, or even your suburb. Unless you want to go down to DA HOOD, e... |
Oh geez you really are hopeless aren't you?
You sink even further into depression. You REALLY don't do anything anymore. Your grades drop, people don't want to be anywhere near you in any way due to the fact that you give off such an aura of bleakness that other people get miserable just being near you. Well that, and... |
WARNING! (The fake one)
This story contains mature subject matter concerning teens and is meant to help said age group "experience" a problem they may encounter in their life and show the consequences of their actions if they handle it in the wrong way. There will be separate sections for boys and girls for as we all ... |
I'm sorry, Jane, that I wasn't older, stronger and wiser when we met. You were a brief illumination in my otherwise bleak existence. I know now that the circumstances were out of our hands and that you would want me to be happy, but I've lived with this guilt for so long. I need to share you with everyone...
> You into... |
Not wanting to risk hopping a train to God knows where, you decide to find a place to curl up and sleep for the night. Over behind the steel buildings across from the road, you find a patch of high weeds that will do nicely.
You settle down and catch a few winks during the short breaks between the interruptions of the... |
After the long slow grade up from the river bottom, you find yourself in an entirely different landscape. The closest thing to trees are the tumbleweeds attempting to go unnoticed by entwining themselves in the nearly evenly spaced barbed-wire fences. A gentle breeze blows waves through the seeded out short-grass on th... |
Even though it's risky with all the men down there, you decide to go ahead and chance it. You can't wait around here in case the boys come back with the cops.
You creep down behind a short row of buildings and look for a train aimed toward the west. There aren't any really close by, but there are a couple not too far ... |
After waiting for an eternity for the dog to do something, he finally does. He turns, walks stiff-legged over to the back porch and groans softly as he plops down. He looks so old to you now that your fear has turned to pity.
Keeping a wary eye on him, you start packing the vegetables into your bag. You hold out a tur... |
You lean against the corner of the building to wait for the old man to step out and when he finally does, you rush over to meet him just as he reaches the corner. Even though he's walking crooked, he's still manages to jump back like a cat about to be stepped on.
"Can you take me to Arizona?"
He cuts his eyes around ... |
It would probably be best not to walk along the highway where a cop might see you. You've come a long way and you don't want to be taken home when you're so close you can almost taste it.
You head back around the building and plunge into the darkness. The sky overhead is crowded with stars, but since there is no moon ... |
It's probably better not to risk drinking it, but you sure don't intend to waste such a gift. You pull your shirt off and wet it carefully from the cup—being extremely careful not to let even a single drop roll off onto the ground. You wipe your back and chest off with the cool rag as best you can before wrapping it ar... |
You stagger up to the edge of the road and raise your hands. The car slows down for a moment as the rear passenger window rolls down. As it gets nearly even with you, a bottle flies out and hits the pavement halfway to your feet. You don't have the strength or energy to jump to the side so you can only stand there and ... |
It wasn't worth the risk to you so you head around the yard and make your way toward where the tracks resume. By the time a train leaves the yard, you find that it is moving much too fast for you to board it so you set off once again down the tracks on foot.
Every couple of hours you have to ditch the tracks and hide ... |
The lights just went off in the farmhouse so you crawl your way through the grass toward the garden—trying to keep as low to the ground as you can. It is full dark, but you can't take the chance that someone might catch a glimpse of you.
Something moves off to your right, but you can't see what it is. You just hope it... |
Crossing the street to a gas station, you spot a police car coming toward you from down the street. You step up your pace and put Harvey between you and it. You look around for a place to hide, but there isn't anything close. You prepare yourself in case he stops, but all you can hope for is to run as fast as you can a... |
You start to head over to one when you notice a pair of legs walking on the other side toward the back end of the train. You squat back down to wait until they are far enough away that you can make it over unseen, but you hear the engine rev and a couple of jerks later it is moving.
You give it a few more seconds whil... |
Jane looks ridiculous in Earl's gigantic shirt. It drags the ground around her feet as she plods back down the hall in front of you—doing her utmost not to trip on it. Of course, you must look equally funny since the one you're wearing is nearly trailing the floor on you and the cuffs dangle nearly a foot below your ha... |
You haven't eaten anything since early this morning and the walls of your stomach are grinding together. You have to get your mind off of it somehow and the water fountain on the far wall beckons to you.
You've been on the road for days and it feels like the better part of it has been planted in this seat—even though ... |
> You spy Mission
"Another day, another dollar," you think as you trudge out the door from your job. You really don't like working there, but at least they pay you...a little. Finally you've made it to the weekend, so you at least get to look forward to a couple days off from work.
You get in your car and drive out of... |
The first thing that you notice when you start to wake is that you are lying down on something hard. The next thing you notice is how much your head hurts. If feels like your head has been in a pinball machine. As you reach up to touch it, you hear a deep voice say, "Oh, sorry about that headache. It will go away soon,... |
Your feet find the balcony below yours as you hear the men ransacking the hotel room above. You wonder briefly is the police are going to pay for the damage, or if the hotel will try and bill your cover. It doesn't really matter to you as you swing onto the next balcony and then quickly scramble over the edge to reach ... |
You are very suddenly interrupted by a loud banging on the door. You hear, "¡Abrir! ¡Policía! Abre esta puerta ahora!" The banging continues and you hear, "Policia!" The sturdy door is shaking in the frame and you know that you only have a moment to decide what to do...
> You open the door and attempt to talk your way ... |
You are very suddenly interrupted by a loud banging on the door. You hear, "¡Abrir! ¡Policía! Abre esta puerta ahora!" The banging continues and you hear, "Policia!" The sturdy door is shaking in the frame and you know that you only have a moment to decide what to do...
> You take a stand, open the door, and attack. Th... |
You head towards the door. The man has started to pull some papers out of the desk and is reading them. He ignores you as you open the door only to be assaulted by the sunshine once again. There is a wave of heat coming off the runway that catches you by surprise, but it is quickly washed away with a gentle breeze.
Yo... |
Very suddenly, the man jumps to his feet, knocking the chair he was sitting in to the ground behind him. As it clangs into the ground, his hands rise up, one with a fork and one with a dinner knife. You turn your hips and move quickly to avoid the very sudden slash with the knife across your midsection.
The man moves ... |
Very suddenly, the man jumps to his feet, knocking the chair he was sitting in to the ground behind him. As it clangs into the ground, his hands rise up, one with a fork and one with a dinner knife. You turn your hips and move quickly to avoid the very sudden slash with the knife across your midsection.
The man moves ... |
You decide to follow the map towards the contact and the coffee shop. From the airstrip, you drive around a few hills and in the direction of Havana. Driving down the hills, you see the city start to unfold in front of you and can easily follow the map towards the coffee shop.
When you arrive, you notice there is plen... |
The man replies, "It is good, but not as good as Kenyan coffee."
You say:
> You ah, but Kenyan is too expensive.
The man looks around and gestures to the seat across from him. He makes a motion for the waiter and the waiter quickly shows up with some Cuban coffee. The man takes one more look around and then speaks, "W... |
The man looks around and gestures to the seat across from him. He makes a motion for the waiter and the waiter quickly shows up with some Cuban coffee. The man takes one more look around and then speaks, "We should be safe here, but you never know. Our target's employer has many friends in many places. Do not speak any... |
The man looks around and gestures to the seat across from him. He makes a motion for the waiter and the waiter quickly shows up with some Cuban coffee. The man takes one more look around and then speaks, "We should be safe here, but you never know. Our target's employer has many friends in many places. Do not speak any... |
You head towards the door. The man has started to pull some papers out of the desk and is reading them. He ignores you as you open the door only to be assaulted by the sunshine once again. There is a wave of heat coming off the runway that catches you by surprise, but it is quickly washed away with a gentle breeze.
Yo... |
You step to the doorway and look into the room. It is a very dimly lit room, so you have to look carefully to see the contents. There is a spotlight shining on a small brown box in the center of a table on the far side of the room. Most of the rest of the small room is in darkness, other than what is lit by the light c... |
You step to the doorway and look into the room. It is a very dimly lit room, so you have to look carefully to see the contents. There is a spotlight shining on a small brown box in the center of a table on the far side of the room. Most of the rest of the small room is in darkness, other than what is lit by the light c... |
You move quickly around the van, thinking that this is just stupid. Even a kid from grade school can watch you run away from them and see where you are. You get around the other side of the van and stop. The man is in front of you. He says, "You need to work more with the shadows and the light." He points out the diffe... |
You move quickly around the van, thinking that this is just stupid. Even a kid from grade school can watch you run away from them and see where you are. You get around the other side of the van and stop. The man is in front of you. He says, "You need to work more with the shadows and the light." He points out the diffe... |
Whump! You bend over in pain as the main punches you hard in the stomach. Your eyes open wide and you gasp as you try and get air inside your suddenly collapsed lungs. The man says, "I see you. You suck at hiding. Want to try again?"
You aren't sure that you like this method of training. You assume that you're supposed... |
You brace yourself for another slap, and open your eyes when you see that he's not going to slap you right away. The man says, "That's a good start. Always work with compliments, because nearly everyone, even trained spies, respond to compliments." He spends a bit more time telling you different ways to give the compli... |
You brace yourself for another slap, and open your eyes when you see that he's not going to slap you right away. The man says, "That's a good start. Always work with compliments, because nearly everyone, even trained spies, respond to compliments." He spends a bit more time telling you different ways to give the compli... |
Whump! You bend over in pain as the main punches you hard in the stomach. Your eyes open wide and you gasp as you try and get air inside your suddenly collapsed lungs. The man says, "I see you. You suck at hiding. Want to try again?"
You aren't sure that you like this method of training. You assume that you're supposed... |
Your ears are still ringing as you run around the rear of the van and do indeed find a tire iron right inside the back doors. You grab it and turn around to see the man standing there, nodding his head. He reaches out and adjusts your grip on the tire iron, explaining why holding at the different location can give you ... |
Your ears are still ringing as you run around the rear of the van and do indeed find a tire iron right inside the back doors. You grab it and turn around to see the man standing there, nodding his head. He reaches out and adjusts your grip on the tire iron, explaining why holding at the different location can give you ... |
The first thing that you notice when you start to wake is that you are lying down on something hard. The next thing you notice is how much your head hurts. If feels like your head has been in a pinball machine. As you reach up to touch it, you hear a deep voice say, "Oh, sorry about that headache. It will go away soon,... |
The first thing that you notice when you start to wake is that you are lying down on something hard. The next thing you notice is how much your head hurts. If feels like your head has been in a pinball machine. As you reach up to touch it, you hear a deep voice say, "Oh, sorry about that headache. It will go away soon,... |
The first thing that you notice when you start to wake is that you are lying down on something hard. The next thing you notice is how much your head hurts. If feels like your head has been in a pinball machine. As you reach up to touch it, you hear a deep voice say, "Oh, sorry about that headache. It will go away soon,... |
Your eyes blink open and you look at the ceiling. It is a boring white, like all these apartments, but you're pretty sure it hasn't been painted in 10 or more years. You blink and sit up. At least you don't have to go to work today. Instead, today is relaxation day. First you need to head to the store to stock up on so... |
You are standing in town next to your car with a flat tire. A car drives past every now and then, but there's not a lot of activity going on right now. The clouds have started to break up, but it would be a stretch to call it a sunny day yet. At least it's not hot.
There are two store fronts here where you are standin... |
The taxi accelerates quickly away from the coffee shop before you have time to put on your seat belt or even close the door. The door slams as the cab turns left in another squeal of tires. Looking around, you see the cab looks used and smells used, too. As the car turns another corner at high speed you notice that the... |
As soon as you walk inside the coffee shop, the aroma of fresh coffee assaults your senses. There is a long counter along the left side of the small shop and a few small tables to the right. There are a few round tables along the right side of the room, not all of them empty. There is a small man with a thin beard typi... |
You make it through the regular take-out for your dinner and realize that you ended up spending way more of your paycheck than you should have. Now you're full, so maybe you won't go out tonight...well, at least not yet. Sitting around for a bit, it's Friday night, so you're sure something good will be on TV. Later on ... |
You walk across the sidewalks and towards your apartment. You can feel the heat coming off all the cars that got to park closer to the building than you did because of that traffic. Most of the cars here are older cars, some with dents and cracked windows, just like yours. You'll earn enough one day to get a better car... |
"Another day, another dollar," you think as you trudge out the door from your job. You really don't like working there, but at least they pay you...a little. Finally you've made it to the weekend, so you at least get to look forward to a couple days off from work.
You get in your car and drive out of the parking lot a... |
You wake up in some dimly illuminated room with a damn headache, and the first thing you notice is that you are really thirsty. You also notice that you are not "in" the bed, but instead you are simply on top of it, dressed in a really creased gray suit, and apparently you didn't even bother taking off your shoes. All ... |
You: "Nah, I'm not leaving without at least getting some answers out of the guys who forced me into this thing >.>"
Dani: "Well, you see, I understand your feelings and all, but you are lookin' for 4 people: The one who created the system, he never even knew he had done it and he wouldn't have used it again; the one w... |
You get in the bar, which at this time of the day (whatever it is) is nearly empty. You order a beer after telling the barman that "Dani recommended this place" and you are given one without any questions, which makes you happy (and worries you. Who the hell is Dani?)
You sit down in a table by the darkest corner of ... |
You: "But… But… I can't remember how did I make it to this place, or who am I, or… you are the only person that can help me! :("
Man: "How did a fucking junkie get in my house…?"
You: "No! I swear it's true! I can't remember anything, if you kick me out of here I won't even know where to go to :("
Man: "Well, I'l... |
Seeing a psychiatrist and waiting for the police to fix your problems sounded well. During a week you slept in a room the police lent you (out of pity) that was located in the police department and went to see the psychiatrist. The bad thing is, this "doctor" wasn't exactly the best in his promotion, because after some... |
"Whatever, I'm freaking out for nothing. Screw him if he's following me, let him run and chase me and interrogate me if that's his intention", you think as you keep walking.
For some reason I think you wouldn't have thought that way before having your memories erased. I'm not sure what would you have thought, but no... |
"Whatever, I'm freaking out for nothing. Screw him if he's following me, let him run and chase me and interrogate me if that's his intention", you think as you keep walking.
For some reason I think you wouldn't have thought that way before having your memories erased. I'm not sure what would you have thought, but no... |
This man clearly wants to get rid of you, so 5 minutes later you have been given clear instructions to reach the closest police department, being wished "good luck" and had the door locked right behind you as you left the flat.
You walk towards the police department as fast as you can because the whole "I can't remem... |
You punch him and turn to run as fast as you can to try getting him off your heels
Your move apparently caught him off-guard, and this has given you a small distance, but you should choose where to go to, quickly.
You may try running straight ahead the street you are at, which is pretty big and crowded, hoping the ... |
You turn around and walk up to the dark-blue-suited man, who at this particular moment seemed to be really interested in the clothes of a random shop.
You: "Hey, why are you following me?"
He: "Hmm now that you mention it… yes, I've been following you"
You: "Damn, I've already noticed that, now can you answer my que... |
Ah the basement. The refuge of all who refuse to move out of the house for whatever reason.
Some of them are dreamers who just can't fit into proper society.
Some of them have potential, but due to personality quirks fame has escaped them.
And finally 99% of them are just downright pathetic losers that just fail at ... |
Well you didn't get to be a basement dweller by being adventurous so you read the instructions first. Good thing too, there' a bunch of safety precautions to the car. Namely due to the extremely high levels of asbestos in the car, going in it without a hazmat suit would be fatal. Fortunately you just happen to have one... |
The car! You gotta get the car! As much as you don't fit in to society, you still have urges, and even you think that having a real life girl would be better than wackin' it every once in awhile You figure you might get a girlfriend if you get a car. After all chicks like cars right?
Not so fast there, asbestos boy. Y... |
You decide to buy more useless shit. You can never have enough, you fuckin' obsessed pack rat.
Okay well some of this shit isn't useless, and might even do you some good. Certain items catch your eye.
You see a car that's made completely out of asbestos! How cool would that be? You could drive through fire and be non... |
You beg Mom for money, but she's in no mood to listen to you. In fact she's pretty pissed off at you even thinking that she'd go for this idea.
You REALLY want that bomb shelter though. You NEED it. You know the END is coming soon, so you decide to do something desperate.
> You offer your mom sex in exchange for money... |
Erm, it's like $500,000. You can't buy it, because you're too damn poor. Even if you sold all your stuff you still wouldn't have enough. Your Mom might have it, but you'd have to beg for it and your Mom's usually not pleased with you at the best of times.
> You buy it anyway despite the fact that you don't have the mea... |
You decide to buy more useless shit. You can never have enough, you fuckin' obsessed pack rat.
Okay well some of this shit isn't useless, and might even do you some good. Certain items catch your eye.
You see a car that's made completely out of asbestos! How cool would that be? You could drive through fire and be non... |
You decide to get the island. Its only $50! Someone attempts to buy it for $100, but you outbid them to a whopping $150. You begin to daydream about what'll happen if you actually win the bid. You think about all the bad B-movies that take place on islands and how directors are always looking to use cheaper sets. You c... |
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