Eradicate
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Outside the dangerous streets, soft dark curly brown hair flows in the moonlight mixed with street lamps which seem to illuminate strong stern features. Thick denim jacket with the bright glimmer of silver hidden inside. A shade of crystal clear green absolutely piercing and stopping my heartbeat, filling me inside with fear. The rise of a smirk is combined with the rise of a hand, not an empty hand. A silver weapon pointing right at my shaking form. - A snippet of what's lurking inside
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