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Ongoing, First published Jun 11, 2015
"Who are you?" My blood red lips turn upwards into a smirk as the man holds the gun to my face. I slowly lick the gun's barrel. The man sneers and smacks the gun across my cheek. His eyes widen as I spit the blood on his shoes and laugh. My malicious laugher echoes around the dimly lit alley. "You shouldn't be asking who I am, you should be questioning what I am."All Rights Reserved
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