A Plan to Face Henry

“Stored for decades…” John muttered, as he stood up on his feet, and approached the edge of this place, as he looked towards the huge number of chairs out there. “What are the qualifications to be kept here?” he asked, with a tone of growing anger. He already had guessed the answer, but he wanted to hear it, hear it and store it inside his mind forever.

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