Finished Folds (1—2)
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3-rted to disappear from my hands. "Why would the donuts disappear?!" I thought to myself. I look up and around the room, wondering to myself. "Am I the fridge or is it hooked up?"
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4-rusted needle and injected the patient with the vile smelling concoction. Sandy grinned devishly as she stared at the rusty flanges. The patient looked at her with a look of fear