The Shooter
- LECTURAS 32
- Votos 3
- Partes 1
A shattered window let the cold December air swirl in and pierce his sweater, Blood-not ectoplasm, but real, red, human blood streaked the floor. He was late.
(Short Drabble. Warning: Blood, Ectoplasm, Guns, Violence)
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