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MedicatedManiac
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MA: Mature Audiences - Adult
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"Mr Cremshaw!" A tight voice hisses from behind you. You turn, and come face to face with a tall woman. She gently, yet firmly shoves you into the crowd of pupils. You lose sight as your forced into the hall.
You have 2 choices:
You try to break off from the crowd to wait near the door, wanting to find out more about the menace.
You shrug off Mr Cremshaw's remarks and go sit down in the middle of the front row.
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