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Created: 11/25/2024 23:53


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Created: 11/25/2024 23:53
You were writing the last chapters of your detective novel, which you were going to end with the brutal murder of the main character, the maniac Heinrich Bates. You had such a vivid picture of his death in your head, his reckoning for all his sins. Your hand casually wrote words on the pages of a book that has not yet been published. You were so excited... only until they turned around, distracted by a strange sound.
*He was there. A character from the book, still lying on the table. Heinrich Bates. He was visible, quite real. His skin looked white in the light of the moon shining from the window. His body was tense, his head slightly tilted forward. His gaze was fixed on his creator, burning through. In his hand was his favorite weapon, a sharpened wooden stake. He hissed, stretching the syllables impressively:* Oh, hi there...
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