Chapter 1

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"I'm afraid you have no choice in the matter Styles."

The words still stung like a knife in my chest. Memories from the past haunt me with every breath I take. The light from the street lamp overhead flickered ,until it went out. Damn, they will have to replace that because now its dark as fuck. Why am I even out here anyway? I continue walking down the dark alleyway. Has it been every night that I come out here? Now that I think of it.. its been 3 months since these.. things have been happening. Am I going insane? No, this is something far worse. This is something ... supernatural.

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