Shadows- A Short story
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Wed, Nov 18, 2020
They are all around us, blanketed with darkness. They are waiting,waiting for the perfect moment. And when that moment comes, well let's just say their victim doesn't make it out alive.
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