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The Dredge

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Authors Note: Hello everyone! This is my very first fiction, so please excuse any slight hiccups within the story. Constructive criticism is always welcome :) hope you enjoy! 

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Sorry for the super late update guys, been dealing with alot of health and work issues recently. So I haven't been able to focus on writing much this year.
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After a night of hard partying, Kyle wakes up four weeks in the future after overdosing. He's still in the same Motel room, but he's alone... nothing but trash, broken bottles and overturned furniture remain.


Walking outside he takes in view of his surroundings. everything is empty,  not a soul in sight. then a sharp, stale and metallic smell hits his nose the same time his eyes focus on the state of the second floor balcony... bullet holes... crumbling stairwells... and blood?.. Bloody handprints and splatters are riddled all over the place, but the largest amount of it is a long bloody drag trail, leading from the front of the room doorway he's standing in...Todos los derechos reservados

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