Mr. Rouge or Mr. Right?
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Last published Sat, Dec 2, 2017
I hear clanking around like he is looking for something. Suddenly I hear a crack of thunder revealing it is about to storm heavily. I tried to see what he was doing but all I got was a smell of old copper and a grunt. Lightning flashes in my face, in that time I look to my big brother, blood dripping down his face, while two severed ears and a tail lay hard on the ground, blood becoming a puddle that runs towards the crack in the door.
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