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The call from Hell

Peter slowly opened his eyes to meet absolute strange darkness. The atmosphere was thick and dark as the devil's soul; the air was dirty and dusty. Shortly, some dust particles found their way to his windpipe; this resulted in chest burn and he began choking. He opened his eyes wider but could see absolutely nothing, not even the smallest source of light.

"What is happening to me? Where the fuck, am I?" he questioned himself as panic set in; a shiver chasing up his spine. Black clouds rotated and looked fit to collapse down upon the bed.

"How did I even get here?" he wondered, his heart kicking hard. Trying to provide an answer to the pending questions; he recalled going to bed with someone. That ignited a gleam of hope in him.

"Ju-di-th!" he struggled to call out, but there was no response. He cried out again and got the same result. Still coughing hard, one hand on his throat, with the other he searched for her beside him. His hand met her na
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