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THE NIGHT GANG
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Ongoing, First published Dec 30, 2016
"I'm not sure what I remember, it was all a blur. I know that for sure I was close to dieing. They had the rope around my neck and I could barely breathe. It was a strange feeling, the life being sucked out of you. But then it stopped, and I still felt woozy so I lay down on the ground for a while. I could barely open my eyes but all I could hear was movement all around me. Thumping and bumping, yelling and yelping. Once it had stopped that's when I saw him." 
"Him?" Lesson questioned. "Who was he?"
I shrug. "I'm not sure, a dark figure, hooded figure. He was strong. Powerful. In many ways my knight in shining armour because he saved my life."
"So, do you think you possibly had an encounter with this young man?" 
He slides over a photo to my side of the table. It's a dark picture, I can barely make out his face but his build and physique is there. It sure does resemble him. 
"Miss Bloom, I believe, from what you have told me, that you have had an encounter with a vigilante of sorts." He explained. "Around this neighbourhood he has been known for the past 6 years as the Night Runner."
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I knew she was in trouble. I knew her life was nothing, but a train-wreck; A distaster waiting to explode. I knew she was in agony and I knew her soul consisted of haunting memories and malicious dreams of a man who once brought her immense torture. I knew she was hurting and that falling for her was the last thing I needed on my plate. But with each everlasting glance and with each passionate kiss, my heart never beat the same. Her essence was craved by my longing soul and nothing, even a psycho ex-boyfriend, could cease me from drowning in her eternal love. Every inch of my body flooded with lust for her touch. Every thought swarming around my head ached for her never ending affection. Every move and every word spoken involved the cherishing infatuation of her presence. I knew I would go through hell and back to make her mine and only mine. I wanted her. I needed her. I suspired nothing more than her latency and her body against mine. This was My Moment.