The Grave Robbers

The Grave Robbers

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Of course I heard him, but none of the words coming out of his mouth are making any sense. My lighter keeps clicking, out of juice. I won't let it go though, again and again, cigarette dangling from my lips, flashlight in my other hand cast down at the ground, illuminating the overgrown weeds. "What are you talking about?" I mumble, shoving the dried up lighter back in my pocket and holding out my hand for his. He swats me away, face tight in the poor light. "What aren't you getting, Moppy? But the damn cigarette away. We need to go now."
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Please...don't hurt me! I just want to go home!" I yelled at the large humaniod creature that was standing by the fire pit. My side hurt, I was bleeding out, everything was starting to go blurry from the blood loss and I saw the creature cock it's head, a soft clicking noise came from behind the emotionless mask. "You can't leave" the voice was rough and deep...fear shot through me. My eyes got big and I stared at him with despair and fear, those were the words that I did not want to hear, least of all from him. "W-why?" It was quiet as we stared at each other, at last he spoke...but it wasn't what I was expecting. "Because...you're mine"

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