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UntitledThe villagers’ screams can be heard in the distance. Too afraid to look back, the girl runs blindly forward into the woods. Dark threatening trees loom on all sides concealing most of the night sky. Her clothes are torn, her face streaked with mud. Someone calls for her from the right. “Antoinette!” She turns her head. “Damien!” He runs toward her, his long dark hair flowing behind. He wears a long white dress shirt, muddied and torn from the forest. His long black pants are streaked with blood. A silver-blue heart necklace tipped with red hangs from his neck. His voice is deep and rich aUntitled
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