Perspicuus || h.s

Perspicuus || h.s

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"Think you could get away from me did you?" The same man from before says, now standing in-front of me. "Fuck off" I weakly get out, as I feel my body shutting down. "I dont think s-" he gets cut off by the sound of bone cracking, and a bit of commotion before quiet. "Hey, hey try stay awake" I hear a new voice say. I'm trying "Can you here me love? Your okay" Yes I hear you. "I need you to try open your eyes can you do that?" The pretty voice says. Sure pretty voice, I can. *** A story in which a young girl who is haunted by her past, and a young man with a future that isn't certain.
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