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"I can talk to my mother using my mind? Are you serious or you're just tripping me? If it's the latter I wouldn't hesitate on selling you to whoever is outside and tell them your intestines can be offered to whatever kind of beast they have there," she threatened with a glare. She was not joking right now, when it comes to her mother, she was becoming very desperate. She would even walk through a needle's hole if possible as long as she could get to her mother. Free was obviously struggling on her hold right now. Callie was basically choking him and holding him in the air on his neck. "Well, it's the cat that you will kill not me since I am already dead and I am just a spirit. I can always look for another body. But do you know what will change?" Her glare became more deadly, it's like s
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