Chase The girl jolts with fear, then turns slowly, eyes wide and bright. She sees me, and her features harden, her suspicion evident. I’m not sure what made me do it. Something about her face, tucked under the shelf in the cave, pale and damp with fear-sweat. Her eyes, the color unnaturally bright, discs of […]
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