Chapter 55

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Esmeralda

Stifling a horrifying scream for the fear of being heard. I sprinted past the hallway in no time, running like the wind with horror plastered on my face like I had seen a ghost.

Truly, I had just seen and heard one.

A ghost was in the North wing!

What was that fuck...

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