What They Are

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" Drop the charade! I know what you are!"

I pressed him against the wall, keeping his shoulders secured to it. A gun glinted darkly in my right hand, it was carefully positioned so as to appear as an unspoken threat. It wasn't loaded, though. I'm too scared to do that.

" Show me your face!" The man squirmed as I yelled, showing me a look of genuine terror. No, it couldn't be genuine.

" Please, I don't have anything. Please!" He cryed. I pushed harder.

" Show me!" Suddenly, the man's face changed. His features shifted and transformed. I stopped. My grip loosened on my useless weapon and it clattered to the ground.

" No.. Not you."

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