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“I found the fuse box!” Lysithea
yelled back, cursing in his head that Sycorax had managed to fall behind so
soon.
He h..
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Lysithea
was the one to stop the kiss, leaving Sycorax shocked, wide-eyes, but silent as
wanted.
A bit of a smile played on Lysithe..
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The two made their way to the room,
and upon entering were met with three happy but worried faces. Cressida walked
over to them.
&l..
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Sycorax sat on the bed, watching
Lysithea. His heart raced with the serious look in the man’s tired eyes as he
moved closer.
H..
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Amy
had the flashlight in his hand and was shining it around the room, brown eyes
taking in the dust covered shapes in the dark. After stan..
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Early into the dark
morning a low whisper raced through the upper floor. It gathered greater power
as it swam into the sleeping minds of the..
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Boots clunked against
the polished wooden floor. Dessy set a large box in the entrance hall and stood
up straight, surveying his surrounding..
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Five strangers are called to a house, all being cited in its deceased owner's will. But when the doors close and the lights go out, is there more than..
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That shadow is more than just a shadow. At least to Haley, and his active imagination.
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Neon
lights flashed the room, almost blinded the two young men as they took the
stage.
They
were young, freshly twenty-one. As they to..
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