Fright Train - The Glow - Chapter 14
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Last published Sun, Aug 19, 2018
This was what happened as I attempted to create a submission for the Fright Train co-author story, dubbed "The Glow". It doesn't meet the requirements, as it is over 1000 words, (Stupid overachieving self) and probably doesn't make any sense, so it wouldn't be able to be chosen to be a part of the story, but I had so much fun writing it, I thought I would just post it here for fun. I would recommend reading the other parts of "The Glow" first, because I'm not going to give a description of a story that isn't mine. 😊
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