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My family is gone. Dead.

So are my closest friends. Except one. The one who ran. The one who listened, got in his car and bolted. Speeding off down the highway as fast as he could go, as far as he could go.

But we are cursed to hunt him down. To rend him, with tooth and claw; as I scream from the locked room of my mind.

I am unable to close my eyes as the monster sniffs the cold air. Turns towards its quarry. And stalks into the icy winter night. With nothing but murder on its mind...

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