Walking home

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I was walking home as usual yet this is unusual unnatural the woods were darker. Eerie happenings lurked in the sinister dark waiting to strike with vigorous intent. Malicious beasts ready to shred and torment. Torture unimaginable by humans. The creatures intuition is kill slowly and keep you inches from death in an eternal toil. Houses I passed were infested by a mossy tip. Snarls in the distance a spine chilling experience I ran the snarling advanced creeping closer I looked behind a tall dark slender man merely striding and is able to catch up with me a fast 19 year old.

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