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His eyes snapped open to hunger and dirt. He cursed and dug his way out of his grave. This didn't make any sense, he'd been staked, and there was no way that was all a dream, not again. But he'd died, he felt himself crumble away, and the only other explanation from it being a dream was that-
Oh.
This was his hell, wasn't it? He was going to relive his final months here in this accursed town, surrounded by traitors and monsters, forever. Without Louis.
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I toss v!Owen in a timeloop.
Bookmarked by MIA_crossing
18 Jan 2026
