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I didn’t know how or why I’d come here. My memory was vague and bleak. All I knew was that I had to get out… before they came for me.
The corridor was well-lit, with glowing torches on either side. But even these could not eradicate the eerie feeling emitted by the walls of stone.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
That was my queue to run. And so I did. The yellow torches on either side of me appeared as shooting stars as I darted past them. He was coming after me… The Executioner. Continue Reading