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Hunted by Blood

Author: John Authur
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-13 01:28:31
My legs slowly retreated back as theirs grew closer. The dagger they grasped was raised up, pointed for an attack.

I turned, picking up speed as my legs lashed through the way. "Help...! Please help!" I yelled, hoping someone, just anybody, would come to my aid and save me.

The alley was dark and deserted—nobody was there. I was left replied by my echoing words as I wandered through the alley, running. My eyes darted back as I witnessed them getting closer by the second.

"Catch her, don't let her escape..." they uttered to each other.

My eyes became blurry with tears streaming down as my entire body was consumed by fear.

"Am I going to die? But why? Why are they after me? What could this possibly be..."

I wondered, and then it hit me: 'The Club.'

Could this be their doing? I never expected to be hunted down so quickly. I thought I still had time, a little time to get things done, plan an escape, and lay low for just a while. But it seemed my own hope was left shattered and thrown right
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