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Pain cuts off your words as you feel blood fill your lungs. The creature’s claws protrude out of both sides of your body, front and back, blood seeps from the still plugged wounds. A small sense of betrayal fills your heart but then you remember… this is not your daughter, this is a monster…and it knows what you fear, it knows how you walk, how you talk, how you act… it know everything about you..But it also knows everything about everyone else too….it could be anyone one of us….maybe it’s your best friend ….maybe it’s your best friend or maybe…..maybe it’s me…

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