Armed and Dangerous
- LECTURAS 291
- Votos 7
- Partes 2
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Última publicación sáb, dic 8, 2012
"Where is it now?" The man asked the cashier while he was looking at the sketched picture on the front of the daily newspaper. The cashier looked up puzzled.
"Who?" "You haven't heard? She's being called Shush. It says here that she murdered a family of three on the twenty-first."
"That was just last Wednesday!" "Police have only been able to see a few glimpses of the culprit. This page contains a rough sketch of the assailant, if spotted, contact your emergency force. Do not approach at any cost, subject is considered armed and dangerous."
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