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Chapter 16 Mist

  • The street is a skeleton, stripped of its flesh long ago, deserted, the buildings all boarded up and falling apart, neglected over the years, left to rot and wither away with time.
  • The cold air does little for my body. The dress offers little warmth let alone comfort. Shivering, I proceed forward, walking straight ahead. Glancing back every so often, not feeling comfortable being this close to where my captors are, I jog, willing my weak body forward.
  • What is with the red eyed men? What do I have that they want? Twice now I have been confronted by them. There must be something I am missing.
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