The Awakened
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Last published Thu, Sep 23, 2021
Libitina works as the Undertaker for her country. One day during her job, one of the bodies has come alive. Not understanding why the two of them journey to learn the cause. During their time together they learn more about their world, the government, and each other.
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She moved closer to inspect the stall. Nothing was in it but it looked like something had been before. As she checked the interior her flashlight died causing her to curse. She tried shaking it to get the little bit of battery left out of it. Around her, the air had started to turn cold, and chills had begun to run down her spine. It felt like everything had stopped, holding its breath, waiting.
Libitina felt something cold grasp her shoulder. She froze before slightly turning around to see what was behind her. All that could be heard was a scream echoing throughout the building.
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