Demons | A Novel ✔

Demons | A Novel ✔

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A new species has arrived on Earth. The scientists say that what see they are, they came from out of our galaxy. This new species came to Earth; bringing much harm. The scientists says that an average height if these. . ,creatures. . . Is around 7 foot. They can produce as many as 20 offspring in one birth. Once the offspring are born, they seek flesh and blood. From us humans. Scientists also say that the only way to fully kill one is to chop off their head; or to shoot them trough the 5 inch skull. They also say they cannot communicate with us humans. But I; Spencer Smith; can.
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[completed!] Under editing! Man kind, invincible and scared of nothing. We were the superior race, and we revelled in it. We all thought we were the ones at the top of the food chain, completely untouchable. However it was like I said, we 'thought' we were. In the darkness lurks a creature like no other, that prays upon us. Hunting us! Waiting for just the right moment to strike, to knock us off of our high pedestal and back onto the ground. I know this because I have seen this beast. Been face to face with it, battled toe to toe with this creature, fighting for what was left of my life, and I was losing! - - - - - - - - "Watch out!" I scream in alert, as a hard thudding sound pierced our ears as something slammed into our side of the car, sending a sensation of dizziness as the car spun of of control. The screeching tires dragged along the floor, with the faint stench of the irony liquid dripping from my head as it all grew still...

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