God's Country
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Última publicación dom, jun 7, 2020
Would you kill someone to survive? Could you? If you had a choice: pull the trigger... drop the gun... what would you do? Do you even know?
If I die today, it won't be because I made the wrong choice. It will be because I didn't make one at all.
..
I see him now. He's just there, beyond the trees. You have less than a second. He's mid turn--about to notice you.
Make your choice.
[PREVIOUSLY TITLED "THE LOST ONES"]
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