Waking Up

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All I see is gray. A haze clouds my vision as I sit up in the dirt. There's no one around. Am I safe? Who or what ran into me? Is that why all my killers have disappeared? I stand up utterly confused and take a better look around. And then it hits me. The pungent smell of decay. I whip around to see what the smell was coming from. I stare in shock at the sight before me. My killers are dead. I think "I'm not alone... Someone or something killed this many men, is it going to kill me?" The thought racks my brain until I hear the tiny snap of a twig. I wheel around and there standing before me is a boy with soft, gray eyes.

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