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Weekly Contest #91
I ducked down below the shelf as I grabbed at the blood covering my leg. Ian squated next to me, holding his shoulder. The must of the air mixed with the ripeness of fresh blood, decomposing bodies, and the strange scent of their insanity. It’ll be fun. I let go of my leg and grabbed a thesaurus from the shelf. Ian grabbed me by the shoulder as footsteps neared. The clack of her boots stopped feet in front of us. I took a deep breath as my muscles tensed with adrenaline. “Shannon?” Her soft voice bounced off the ceiling and circled us like...
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