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Moonstruck [Jeff the Killer]
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"The footsteps... They're gone..." Eternity knelt down, the snow seeping into her jeans, and touched a red spot. Blood. She stood up straight when she heard snow crunching beneath somebody's feet, and it was close. She started to turn, but her head made contact with something hard. Even in her state of unconsciousness, the laughter she had heard still made her heart pound.
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