The Taken stood before me. It was impossible to focus on it, as if it stood in a blind spot by a brain tumor or an eye disease. It was bleeding shadows like ink underwater, like a cloud of bite from a shark bite.
I was terrified. I squeezed my flashlight like my life depended on it, willing it to stop coming any closer. Suddenly, something gave, and the light seemed to shine brighter.
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Departure [Alan Wake]
PertualanganIf you have not read Alan Wake, then do so first! This one is all about the manuscripts that he picked up and the contents in it. Happy reading! This does not belong to me! It still belongs to Alan Wake by Remedy!