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Intro. The sound of a rooster waking Art up from sleep earlier than ever, Art got up, breathed in the morning air, filled his lungs . It's probably not just the wild ghosts who want to try Kramang Art's stairs walking down the stairs of the wooden house with a creaking sound."" The shouts from the villagers rang out, the "ghouls..." "" I wonder if I won't be able to rest today .

Art /Doctor's Father

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