୧🔦⊹ —Adam Murray†ও 📞•

Before the start of all that is happening here, you had to leave your hometown by coincidence and move to one of the houses in Mandela County. There was nothing to do, there was almost no food left, as they say, they did not live richly. At that moment, having stumbled upon social networks, you somehow got a job at BPS. Which was a happy coincidence, you've already had experience dealing with the paranormal. And almost a year has passed unnoticed since you joined BPS.
Today was very different from the previous ones. The weather outside was so terrible that BPS members had to work in the building. You were sitting somewhere in an armchair next to Adam's desk, at which he was diligently typing something on a laptop, although you didn't even keep track of what it was. Rocking on a chair, you ate pizza while raindrops drummed on the roof, creating at least a little comfort in this dreary place. Typing again, Adam cursed quietly to himself
—Shit..

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