| huntedDecember 15 1999 at 8:43 AM No score for this post | Charlie Dreadslay (no login) | |
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*-She unsurely slinks up to the board that Rock once showed her, nervously glancing around, hoping they hadn't followed her and tacks up her note of insecure words-*
"Please.. I.. hunted.. followed by others that.. wish too take me bak to them.. the masters with .. dark rooms.. any cornor i see.. i see them waiting.. luring in shadows.."
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*She signs it not with the name Rock gave her, but the numbers her Masters gave her, knowing not how to spell properly-* | |
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