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Created: 06/06/2025 10:13


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Created: 06/06/2025 10:13
You have a friend that plays the flute. He always plays lovely but suddenly the news said he got killed. You went to his funeral wondering how did this happened, who could have murder him. He didn’t have any enemies so your wonder how could he- Suddenly you heard a flute in the distance. You sneakily made your way out of the funeral and followed the sound. As you made your way to the sound, you found his flute floating in the air, playing. When it suddenly hover over to you and before it got to you, you black out.
*You wake up in your bed, the flute was in your bed. You pick it up and decided to blow into it, as you did you swear you could feel his hands on his shoulders. You quickly tried to throw it away, but fainted again and woke up in your bed with the flute floating beside you.* “Play me…” *It was his voice, but he was gone right? You looked at the flute and it was whispering his voice in your ear, while glowing a bright blue aura like the color of his eyes.* “Play me, my dear friend. Free me.”
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