Bad Blood
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  • Reads 852
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  • Parts 28
  • Time 2h 23m
Ongoing, First published Jan 15, 2015
Run....Faster...Trackers....Fear....Hiding...Escape!

The silence was deafening. Silence equals danger. Something was off I needed to run! I grabbed my emergency bag and sniffed the air. I could smell them coming closer. I sprinted out the door into the opposite direction and urged myself to go faster. 
They picked up their pace I could feel the ground thunder and panick started to swell in my chest. I couldnt be caught that would be the end of me...
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