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“f**k! Here stinks,” said Shane as he looks around the entrance gate of the underworld. He quickly covered his nose and holding the demon shooter with the other hand as Scott leads the way. “Here looks like crap,” Shane said. “Keep your voice down before you draw attention to us,” Scott replied in a low tone. At the crime scene in New Jersey, the officers allowed Anubis to inspect the crime scene and after Anubis initiated the seeing eyes of Anubis, he was able to pick up memories from the crime scene. “She is here!” Anubis said to the officers as he turned to feel the blood on the floor. “Who are you talking about sir?” one of the Officers asked Anubis. “The goddess that stole from me,” Anubis replied. “I have no idea of what you are talking about!” the same Officer replied. “This is al
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