The Unknowing Witness #Wattys2015
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Last published Fri, Jul 3, 2015
Ashley pumped her arms and legs as hard as she could and sprinted down the alley, looking over her shoulder as she went. She could still see the figure chasing her though they weren't keeping pace and were falling back. She looked back to the front and realised she had run into a dead end. She slowly turned around to face the man that had been stalking her.
"Ashley Johnson," he said, "I've been dying to meet you."
Ashley Johnson witnessed something horrible and when she starts noticing the things going on around her - the flashes of black, footsteps following her, and her car repeatedly being broken into by someone - she's determined to find out the truth.
Follow along on the adventure filled with suspense, thrill, and drama, that will lead Ashley to finding out who the Shadow is.
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