The Tick Of Death

The Tick Of Death

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Tick Toc Tick Toc. There was little movement with the wind but even then you could still hear the tick of a clock no matter where you went no matter where you go you always heard it. Everyone knew when they would surely die when they started to hear it. It would get louder and louder the closer you death came but where and why did it start. Find out here!
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It all happened so fast. So quick. I didn't even realize what was going on. By the time I did however, it was far too late. They were all gone. All dead. Or, I guess you could say that they are somewhat alive. They're living, after all. They're the living dead. I'm so stupid. I should have be faster, I should have noticed. Oh, but there isn't time now. I've got to go. Fast. Or I'll become one of them.

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