THE DARK
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A nightmare turns into horror and a woman who is dominated might try to kill me with her white cataract eyes visible in the moonlight a fate of horror and action. the darkness this woman brings might try to bring death what should I do can she be stopped or not or am I good as dead. A short story of horror.
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