The Last Spade Master

The Last Spade Master

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture5 h 32 min
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., avr. 10, 2024
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In a dark narrow and abandoned subway, a man stumbled his way, holding a half-finished alcohol bottle in his hand. His stubbles longer, hair messy and ungroomed. His eyes are bloodshot and swollen from continuous crying. He wobbled and fell down. A sharp stone grazed the side of his forehead, leaving a slight trail of blood, but he did not react as the pain in his heart numbed this pain from a petty wound. He dragged his body and leaned against the wall of the alley. His bloodshot eyes looked up at the dark and gloomy sky without blinking. A lone tear slides from the side of his eyes, yet he made no effort to brush it away. He closed his eyes as another tear slipped before he broke into heartwrenching cries. He throws the bottle in his hand at the wall as it shatters into pieces, just like his heart. A loud scream sounded at the end of the subway, waking him up from his despair. He gets up before looking towards the source of the sound. The alley looks so dark, making it hard for him to see what was before him. He staggered towards the end of the subway. When he heard another scream, he found that the sound came from the dilapidated shed at the end of the subway. He makes his way toward the shed. The door was already broken, making it easy for him to enter. The man's eyes roamed around the shed, looking at the rusted steel pipes and other damaged electronics. This place seemed like a dump yard. When he felt something wet under his shoe, just like when one steps on muddy water, he squinted his eyes only to see a pool of blood. His eyes trailed the traces of blood, finally setting on the terrifying scene before him. He retreated back with eyes full of fear before asking, "Wh... wh... what are you doing?". "Please... help me."
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Goodnight

Ethan's nightmares are terrifying. He hates falling asleep; he hates having to witness the twisted world that he's forced into when he closes his eyes. But when they begin to blend into reality, facing them may be his only choice. __________________ IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

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