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Tova's hand shock as the man stood in the bright doorway. Holding a broken bloody glass bottel. Darkness suronded her the only light coming from behind   him. his shadow coverd her as she sat with her legs prest up against her chest. The man reeked of alchoal he steped an inch closer. she held her breath and closed her bloody eyes and waited. "Hahaha" she looked up from hearing the revolting sound of laughter. The man then tightend his grip on the bottel raised it above his head with a wicked smile accross his face. Then chucked the bottel in Tova's direction her heart sank as she closed her eyes waiting for the impact.

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