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The Apartment #171

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Before she could move, a whole flood of memories cascaded over her. Rick terrified, unable to move. Timmy, crucified. Running out of the building. Confusion. Terror. Timmy!
Her eyes flashed open, wide and staring. Timmy! They had to get out! They must -
And then she became aware of the sounds behind her. A growling, low but powerful, interlaced with bestial snarls like a rabid dog or maddened hyena. The juicy, liquid sound of flesh being torn, the dry crunch of splintering bone and the febrile breathing of frenzied feeding.
She daren't move. Whatever creature was behind her snarled once more.

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    Christopher over 2 years ago

    What kind of unholy hell is behind her? Gripping stuff, Drew. Can't wait for the rest of it.

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