I could hear the crackling of crushed up bones echoing, fueling the assailant as he crushed my face further into the dark gravel of the highway, gun to the back of my head, disdain pulling the trigger in the loud outstretched silent void; I thought I could save us from this, save him from this, but I couldn’t even save myself from this.1234 copyright protection1064ＰＥＮＡＮＡYkPhBub3A3 尼
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