Twisted
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Last published Tue, Jun 1, 2021
Tara' is being kept in a mental asylum after watching her #%@ is murdered by a supernatural being who is now on a killing spree! Tara is taken into a mental asylum to recover from her trauma,when she is let out she is taken in by a secret organisation dedicated to killing the supernatural.
Extract: my body jerks away from the bed now drenched in a cold layer of sweat, the deafening screech still ringing in my ears like a broken alarm clock. the level of adrenaline pulsing through my veins with every heartbeat is insurmountable, yet I still find myself wandering aimlessly towards the pool of blood oozing out from the bathroom door, like red icing in a piping bag.
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