Black Night (Ziall Story)
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Last published Tue, May 7, 2013
"It has been 2 years since the unmask murderer called 'Black Night', murdered an innocent family, the Horan's. The 'Black Night' let one person in the family live, Niall Horan. We are still looking for this murderer" the TV news woman said, showing up pictures of my family. Tears streamed down my face as my Aunt M turned off the TV.
"I can't believe it's been two years since that horrible man killed your family" she said. Memories of the mans face gave me shivers up my shine. Black moist quiff, perfect face, incredibly strong, tawny fierce eyes, and tan brown skin.
I took a deep breathe "Shall revenge and death be in Black Night's future" I threatened
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