|Wanted|
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Ongoing13m
Last published Wed, May 4, 2016
The beads of sweat drip from my face, my heart racing, my breathing unsteady. Instead the crisp air fulfilling my senses, all I can smell is the rich blood smeared over my clothing.
What did I just do?
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