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"Is this..." I hesitated looking into the valley once more. "Is this hell?"
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At the moment Grace pushed them into my arms, each shifted, changing before my eyes. Their clothes ran a gamut of bold color and an increasing level ..
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He was huge, standing nearly seven foot tall, appearing to be solid and vapor at the same time, making his face featureless. Behind him the air becam..
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He was huge, standing nearly seven foot tall, appearing to be solid and vapor at the same time, making his face featureless. Behind him the air became..
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Then, to my shock, Bob pushed his antagonizer with his right hand and backhanded the man with his left, snatching the shotgun out of mid-air and cocke..
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"Ahh, Bob's friend generous, not make Bob's cousin self-conscious. You good man, but Fred speaks no English," he argued, folding his arms.
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"Oh no. No that's not good, not good at all. You have to do something... tell her to get out of there," Dan shouted, his voice full of dread.
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"Hell no, I hate rats, besides you're the newbie," he said pointing up the ladder with his thumb.
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Mrs. Conroy began to scream and proceeded to beat wildly with the broom, striking me several times in an effort to kill the rat as it ran in cir..
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"Jessica? Is b***h, wants all things mine. Can't keep her hands off it. She not call me."
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