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HIS FIAMA[The Sinister Series]
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"No, please ... not again" she prayed.
That tune. Soft. Familiar. Haunting.
She turned slowly... her breath caught in her throat.
There he was. Standing in the shadows, just beyond the emergency exit.
"I'll follow you wherever you go"
"No," she whispered. "No, no, no, shhh, Meera, calm down. It's just a hallucination. Just a hallucination. Just-"
She broke into a run, blind and desperate, nearly tripping over her own feet.
And crashed straight into something - or rather someone.
IZRAEL'S FIAMA
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