Ripper
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MatureOngoing1h 8m
Last published Fri, Nov 23, 2018
"No" I felt the blood drain from my face when I saw the man's body lay limp on the ground, blood draining from his mouth and nose. Ahren was standing there still, but his knuckles and face were completely covered in blood. I began to take a step towards him but quickly realized that the blood wasn't his.
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