The fallen one
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Last published Tue, Apr 24, 2018
"What is that?" Crasher said to himself in a hushed whisper. He was the only one in the room but someone,no something was watching him. His breath quickened has he hurried across the room the darkness hugging around him. A sudden crash...
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