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I was somewhere down in the South of England in a big, seemingly wealthy house. The aftermath of a party… I was with a very pretty girl and another guy (We were all in our mid twenties). I think i’d slept with the girl the night before, she was almost French looking with short, boyish, jet black hair and big brown eyes. Her wealthy parents were away for the weekend but i remember meeting the father, a very suave, well dressed man, before they left.
The other guy had fair hair and looked a bit like a young Tory type with the collar of his rugby shirt turned up, but was friendly and pleasant enough.
As soon as i got my bearings i somehow knew i had to avert a tragedy that would happen later that day. I’d lived through this before. The girl would be asphyxiated because of a…
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