Tenebris

Tenebris

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Thu, May 23, 20192h 49m
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Valerie is a, twenty-three year old African American, girl on the subway home. When suddenly the lights all shut off and the train begins to accelerate. Finally when she arrives at her train station and when she exits, she sees that nothing is what it should be. The sky is black, sun as red as blood, stars brighter then gem stones and the clouds scarlet red; she swears that she is in a cave. As she's walking downtown, she sees people in all sorts of different attire; some are dressed as though they just came from the revolutionary war, others in sweats and sweatpants. There's a sleek all black limousine driving down fifth avenue. The flags on the side are odd, they are mustangs but made out of skeleton and the background is blood red. The license plate reads yours truly and the windows are tinted all black. Everyone seems to avoid the vehicle and everyone seems just a little too happy. Please feel free to leave comments, BUT do not spread any hate. Also to enhance your experience play the songs (attached to each chapter) whilst reading! Enjoy and thanks for reading. - Coral Sunsetz
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