Prologue

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The Shouts of the people always kept me awake…

The Crawls of the sick fogged my dreams…

The Whispers of the Dead haunt my nightmares…

I can hear them…

asking for help

I cannot take it anymore …

I have to do something!

“NO! DON’T! It’s for your own safety PLEASE!”

After all these years… I never thought that somethings will be put together
Actually, it was never meant to be this way … Nothing was broken, everything was just unclear

It’s my turn to decide.

FOR THE PEOPLE!

“HEY YOU!”

“STOP!”

…“PICK ME INSTEAD!”

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