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"He's not going to kill you." Jesse said, sighing. He opened the door, walking in and setting the fairy down on a chair. It was pretty bare, a stove and fireplace with cabinets in one corner, a spartan, well-made bed in another, and a table with a few chairs in the center. THere was the door to the outside, and one other door, which led to the bathroom.
"I told him I could kill and skin anything better than any taxidermist, but he insisted to bring you in a live. I think he wants you alive." he said matter of factly.
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