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MONCAKE : MURDER IN DREAMING [ENG]
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A tiring night, after dealing with guests who want to book a place at certain hours. Mr. Cake, almost like a robot because it doesn't look tired at all. Even his brain is still ready to catch and open to read the newspaper he bought in the morning.

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"The man responsible for the deaths of three people is free after three years in prison. One life for one year!" Mr. Cake said aloud reading the headline.

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Not long after that, there was a loud knock on our front door. For a moment he did ask for help. We had no choice but to open up.

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The door opened.... 

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"Kyaaaaah!!" my loud and shrill screams.

Unprepared, my skin jumps. I spontaneously pushed myself back. A person covered in thick red liquid, right hand holding a sharp knife dripped the same liquid.

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The problem is that the person's face is similar to the man in the newspaper's title.

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