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The Existence 8


Memorized, Zelda runs back to her room to ponder Nurse Mary's upcoming sick day. Questions diluting her mind! Will Nurse Mary be sick or dead!

With a week to make the decision and prepare, she jumps in bed and pulls the covers up to giggle to herself. She doesn't realize her laugh had a maniacal tone coming out a bit too loud.

Then huge red letters beamed from the dolls eyes onto the wall


She quieted down in her silent communication with the light.
"My mind is made up! Nurse Mary needs to die!"

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