Bloodchilling storie

Her dirty boot digs into the soil as she waits for me to recognize her. She finally sighs and mutters her name. "Natalia". Natalia? I rack my brain in search of the name. And then a flood of realization and shock rushes into my lungs along with the oxygen and my work-file drops to the floor. My eyes bulge out, and the veins around my throat tighten. I should have never forgotten her in the first place. Yes, this is Natalia, the girl I'd killed in high school.

Neenah has been kidnapped. She has no way to escape and she doesn't know where she is. There are rounds. 15 rounds. Rounds of pain and torture. By the 4th round she hears a very familiar voice. But it's not her rescuer like they once were. Instead, it's her worst nightmare.

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