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An empty house. Open doors. A broken windowpane. An empty chair and a table. On the table lies a diary— its pages blank, save one. The only thing written was a message: “Find me. Bring me home.”
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Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 10:20 AM UTC
MYSTERIOUS DIARY
An empty house. Open doors. A broken windowpane. An empty chair and a table. On the table lies a diary— its pages blank, save one. The only thing written was a message: “Find me. Bring me home.”
Blue-Sapphire
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Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 10:20 AM UTC
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