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Laufend, Zuerst veröffentlicht Okt. 30, 2015
I turn to look behind me with my heart in my throat. 
There's my shadow: the tall one with long hair and a backpack. And then there's the other, the one I don't want there. My second shadow, leering at me, knowing that whenever I sleep it can take me and use my body like its own. 

But I don't give up that easily.

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The Unnamed came when we weren't expecting them. There were no spaceships or missiles or shadows passing over the sun. When they came, they were silent and invisible. And we didn't stand a chance against them. This is the story of the End Of The World.
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