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"He's dead." Catherine Grace repeated when I made no move.
I stood in my place, frozen.
Ybbrahim Greyson's large body was sprawled on the long couch. He was wearing a plain white shirt and black pants. There was no blood stain on any part of his body. He looked as if he was only peacefully asleep.
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