Daylight

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Sometimes, you can't run. Sometimes you have to accept that you're going to die. That's what I was doing now as I fell to the ground and turned around to face my killer. The bright orbs that were their eyes, glowing in the darkness.

"This ends here," the silky voice said.

A single tear slid from my face as I wished for daylight...

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