The young girl gazed solemnly at the equally young boy, fingers pressed against the golden Torque that lay around her neck, "You're going to grow up and kill your family," She pronounces, shivering from the horror of the visions that play across her mind.
The boy merely smiles and asks, "All of them?" WINS.
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The young girl gazed solemnly at the equally young boy, fingers pressed against the golden Torque that lay around her neck, "You're going to grow up and kill your family," She pronounces, shivering from the horror of the visions that play across her mind.
The boy merely smiles and asks, "All of them?"
WINS.