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Faint, the dark hooded figure whispered into my ear. My knees became weak. Marcus, I said and began to fall but he caught me. Why do you do this to yourself? he then carried me to my bed. The plan was working. sorry i have a few errors
Horror - Fiction Rated: T - English - Horror/Tragedy - Chapters: 1 - Words: 2,495 - Reviews: 1 - Updated: 9-11-07 - Published: 9-11-07