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"Stolen dog!" What the f * ck! "

The white light from the screen illuminated my dim rented apartment. I gripped my Thunder Snake in a frenzy. My right index finger continuously tapped as if I was twitching, causing the pages on the LCD screen to refresh crazily. However, it didn't seem to be of any use at all.

My account was stolen.

My name is Zining, a bitter office worker