Last Night On Earth - A Short Story
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For the past weeks he had felt like someone was watching him. Like someone or something was following him every night that he walked home from work, but for some reason the thought didn't frighten him. It was a presence he felt that didn't scare him, though it made him feel uneasy.
Written by Lia B.
(Original idea 2005, written 2008, partially rewritten 2023)
Edited by Devika F.
Lyrics at beginning and end: Promised Land by Reamonn
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