’I finally tracked down the descendant to this stupid little down. It took almost a hundred years but finally I could be human.’ I take a deep drag off my cigarette as I stand watching your house. My eyes widen as I see you step out onto the porch as you call to your mother that you will be back soon. It was you….. You looked exactly the same as the last I saw you so many years ago….. The decadent was your mother? Why? Why now? How is this happening?
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