...and the dotted line that came with it.
Occupied by a Martial Law remote seer connected to the black market.
I remember now, one of the first friends i had online asked me if I knew one particular person.
The one we were invited to the sea with. We might have already been introduced to the ARG group back when i was in grade school.
They again come from the same street, same circle of people i stayed with in a house in college.
The house.
The people involved.
Same circle.
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