New Devils Rise
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Last published Fri, Jan 6, 2023
A person fell, not like they tripped over but like the floor opened up and swallowed him. "AHHHHHHHHH!"
This person knew that walking alone in the woods would be a bad idea, as fun as it seemed. Their words now muffled.
"Hello?" a quiet voice echoed in the dark, damp, dirty hollow room.
Panicking this person was trying to find a way to escape. they didn't want to be here, they saw a window...
This person was taking a joy ride on their bike when they where not paying attention, a cliffs edge was there.
And this person- ????
<^> this story may contain the following:
LGBTQ+
violence
death
murder
gory details
gory images/ videos
triggers
abuse
kidnapping
things against the law
bad grammar
horrid spelling
confusing at times
and more I may not be aware of<^>
please enjoy reading :D
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