Her Echoes
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What is the most common fear? Some may guess clowns, spiders, ghosts, some may even say heights. My answer is the dark, not the dark itself, but what lurks amongst the blackness. Predators use the cover of the dark to feast... who says others don't use the this resource for the same thing? But this story will raise your electric bills; you will never turn your lights off once you meet her
~ She's coming ~
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2017
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