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a GRIN. a PUSH.
and soon, BLOOD.
HABIT’s teeth seemed sharper than usual as the smirk spread on his features, he seemed stronger as he pushed jeff down onto the floor, standing above him.
“PATHETIC,”
the entity may have been scolding jeff, or maybe just talking to himself.
“JUST DON’T KNOW WHEN TO GIVE UP.”













