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Rated: 18+ · Fiction · Contest · #897600
For the Micro-Fiction contest. {image:841973}
Running through the bushes, Karen did not look back. She'd been running for two hours, her body protesting this vigorous activity. Everything had gone wrong, and people were dead. Suddenly, they were there, staring at her. Their bodies were twisted horribly and their eyes were glowing red. Clawed hands reached, and the shrill screams were Karen’s last.
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