Demento

Fatal WoundsFatal Wounds It was twelve thirty. Darkness shrouded the sky, covering the bright pale skyline. I was late and I promised that I would not stay out after midnight. I was pressured to stay out longer with my friends and I walked in desperation, scurrying as fast I could to arrive at my destination quicker.Fatal Wounds
As I rapidly pace the thick pavement, I hear a thumping echo. The volume of the sound increases steadily, until I realize that someone was behind me. Ahead of me lay a blanket of darkness, waiting for my arrival. My legs trembled uncontrollably, triggering a chilling sensation through my bo
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