Prologue

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A/N- This is a very short prologue. Sorry if it's like really short! *Amour Clem* 0_-

                                   PROLOUGE(Third Person)                      

BLOOD. THE COPPERY SCENT WAS EVERYWHERE. IT WAS ON THE PAVEMENT, IN THE AIR, AND ON HIS FINGERS. HE HAD TO LEAVE BEFORE SOMEONE FOUND THE BODY. BRADFORD WAS NO LONGER A SAFEHAVEN. HE’D HAVE TO LEAVE. BUT WHERE TO GO? HE COULDN’T GO TO HIS FRIENDS, THEY’D CHANGED. HE’D HAVE TO GO SOMEWHERE NO ONE WOULD EVER FIND HIM. HE’D HAVE TO GO…THERE.

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