Christopher Darnell
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FlintA Story by Christopher DarnellThe hammer clicked. I glanced at my revolver and cursed under my breath, I was out of ammo. I slid back down behind the bar, my arm was losing a lot o.. |
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Foot StepsA Story by Christopher DarnellSomeone is always watching, even when you are alone. |
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