The Abomination (ON HOLD)
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He ran. He ran faster than he thought he can. Soaked in rain and blood, that was splattered over his new shirt. The blood wasn't his of course, it was someone else's. It was a weird sight seeing a ten year old run in the rain, blood over his clothes but what was weirder was that his face was calm. No fear or worry, just.. An emotionless face. What a weird sight indeed.
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