Kendra was walking through the dark alley the streets of London were quiet that night. Her thoughts overwhelmed her and the cold wind was like a dead man's whisper. She looked up at the moon; it was so bright it lit up the night sky. As she was walking in the cold air, she was thinking I don't expect this to end well.
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