The Malik Twins
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"What happens when they catch us?"
The room was dark. I could see nothing. I could hear the gunshots, becoming louder.
The closet's door knob began to rattle. My body stiffened.
"Only one thing could happen."
There was a loud bang. The door was ripped off it's hinges.
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