Fyodor Dostoevsky
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You and Fyodor have been friends for a long time. Today the two of you decided to go explore the abandoned buildings of St. Petersburg.
It was nighttime, you and Fyodor are walking in an abandoned high school. You both have a flashlight. It’s kind of cold, it’s dark and creepy. The adrenaline is insane.
Fyodor smiles and he picks up an old notebook from the floor.
“1974… wow.”
He says as he looks at the old notebook. It’s dusty and torn.