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Wraiths

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Parts 1
Time 11m

“Who are you?” I asked, wincing when I heard my voice tremble in fear.

A sad smile appeared on his pale lips. “I thought maybe you would remember me.” He let go of my wrist entirely and allowed his shoulders to fall. Hearing the scrambling of chairs behind me, I craned my neck and saw the others rise from the table. The group of ten or so individuals made an imposing sight, and all I could think of was to get away as fast as I could. They didn’t look scary, but something was off. I could feel it. I was certain.

As I dashed, I saw one a few other students ignoring those guys completely, and that’s when it hit me. No one else could see them. My skin began to prickle, and fear crept up my spine and neck.

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