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... a creaking noise under her weight, like a pending warning of the crisis she was about to face.
Her heart throbbed fiercely in her chest and singled out every other noise, to her ears it sounded as if drums were beating with urgency.
She cautiously turned to her nightmare while holding onto the small broken piece of wood she had acquired, it was sharp enough to induce damage.
Kraven’s smile stretched. His vision distorted making everything double, Isadora appeared six befo ...
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