Who's There?
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Last published Mon, Apr 4, 2016
Lune loved nighttime, and the deep blue shades that covered the sky when the days' invasion came to a close.
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But the false sense of security Lune thrived in came to a shuddering end after a terrifying call from her only friend, Song.
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She quickly came to realize that the nighttime she so loved was not her close friend, but an enemy waiting to bite. And you better believe it hurts.
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