The Celtic Hunt

The Celtic Hunt

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I thought I could free. Australia seemed like the perfect hideout but boy was I wrong. They finally found me. The hunters. The men in black suits with black shiny cars. I don't know who they are, I just know that I need to stay away from them. Everyone who has tried to help me has died. So ... I'm my own now. I'm all alone.
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I had first regarded it a prank. A wrong number. A mistake. But the calls wouldn't stop. He was bothering me, disturbing me-- as though I was a selected target. As the harassment escalated, I began to imagine things. I feared every corner, was scared of the dark, began to hallucinate things which weren't real. Why? Why me? Why was this man calling me? Who was he? I had suspicions. The possibilities were endless. There was nothing anybody could do. He wouldn't stop-- so I had to take things into my own hands. ~*~ He tracked me down. He plotted to execute me. I managed to escape into the woods and beyond. I discovered his hideout, his base and his scheme. I could expose him. I could reveal his identity to the world, and he would surrender. But I made a mistake. I couldn't change my fate.

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