❝𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗳𝗶𝘅 𝗵𝗲𝗿...❞
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It was the Great Water Depression that left many sick, many dead, and many homeless. (Y/N) Adams was one of many who were "sick," which caused him to quarantine. He live...
Welcome back to Sins. As you may know, I switched up some elements of the story, such as the pentagram. I removed that concept completely, as it's part of the process of fixing Ashley and Andrew. What if instead of using the pentagram, they just... don't? I know it plays a role later in the story, but we'll cross that bridge when we get to it.
Ashley pants a little as (Y/N) looks at her in shock. He had two questions. One, how the fuck did she escape her constraints? The other, when did she get time to pick up a cleaver and chop up the warden?
Now (Y/N) had a new question.
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"Now, my thank you, (N/N)~"
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Why is she looking at him like that?
"(Y/N)!"
Andrew came in and saw the situation. He saw a smirking Ashley, and a conflicted (Y/N). Now he knows how it feels to be Andrew these days, never concise with his feelings.
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"At least you're safe?" Andrew said.
"All thanks to me!" Ashley says happily.
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"T-Thanks?" (Y/N) said, still undetermined with his feelings toward the situation.
"You're very very welcome, my dear (N/N)~" Ashley says.
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Andrew walks over to the clearly dead warden and loots him. He takes out a key for room 405.
"Guys, come look at this," Andrew says. Ashley and (Y/N) approach him and look at the same object.
