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I really want to know everyone fear or what they saw during the day that really frightens them, spook them, or think sadly about it. So, bring anything like video, story, images, etc in here to show them to everyone so we can share the same experience as well. D=

In any case, this is the first of many to come from Vergil~

Now I will tell you a story about a young woman who was sealed in a small room. In the room was a furnace, and five keys.She was told that each of the five keys would unlock one of five doors outside her room. Inside each room was a child that she could take with her as she fled the building. But she was only allowed to leave her own room with one key, not all five. Desperate to find a way to save all five children, the woman melted the five keys together in the furnace to create a single key, hoping it would unlock all five doors. Of course, it did not work that way. Now her key opened none of the doors. Rather than leaving there with the key to one life, she had taken with her the key to five deaths."

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                                                                     Loved by many, but died of a broken heart."
        Carved below that was "I'll never forget you, Ty.", next to which was a heart. Shaymin had used her Magical Leaf attack for carving. As for Eleanor, she was soon released on bail.
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