The Heartbeat

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Maybe it is the will to survive that makes me even more alert to sounds. Sight is limited in this darkened part of the world. In this case their heartbeats. Not my own, but instead the killers' as they close in on me. I just hope that they do not pick up on mine as my heart races for every thump i can hear even clearer.

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