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... nd, the sound dragging through the air like a blade against stone.
Their laughter is low, guttural, dripping with malice, stretching into the night like the whisper of something foul and rotting.
Their grins widen, yellowed teeth flashing, their eyes gleaming with predatory hunger.
They're predators.
And I'm the prey.
I glance around frantically, my heart pounding, a drumbeat of panic hammering against my ribs.
No escape.
No miracle.
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