If we follow the set of these icons, we may be able to get Rachel back!" Aaron whooped. "How do these things work?" I said. "Just let them guide your small brain. They may help man kind crack the inner workings of the female mind."
Never in my life would I have thought that at the age of sixteen people would be referring to me as 'detective'. Okay, they aren't 'people' per say. More like... immortal demons?
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