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Chapter 5

Word Count: 684    |    Released on: Today at 09:34

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sat empty bene

ha hadn't just followed me downstairs-she had dug through the second-floor t

he did tonight was designe

the sink. I couldn't stay here. I had to reach the south shed, get to Doc

, and slipped down the narrow service corri

it only by the amber glo

spare keys to the transport van, I saw a figure sitt

mi

rottle linkage rod in her hands. On her right index finger gleamed an oversized silver skull ring-B

isha smiled, holding the rod l

aning one hand against a stee

sha laughed softly, reaching into her leathe

astic stick with

catch the faded markings, before dropping it onto the grea

ac

ttered into jag

" Camisha hissed, stepping down from the bike and closing the distance between us. "A

teeth, reaching my hand behind my hip toward th

e suddenly spiked into a shrill, hysterical scree

s, shoving my shoulders with all

d on a patch of

backward, my lower back crashing violently against the s

ll thud echoed

te agony-ripped through my a

y on the edge of the lift overturned, dumping ten pounds of s

something inside t

sers, pooling outward across the cold conc

per and petroleu

scraping against the cement, every breath

of blood between my legs. Her eyes widened in momentary panic

ing around the puddle toward the ra

oward the iron stairs, my vision

, blood coating my dry l

the ramp slammed open, and heavy b

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