Chapter 1

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The street lights were getting dim, and the feeling of death was in the air.

The children ran from what seemed to be evil.

As the man with a trench coat appeared in the darkness, the hoot of owls sorrounded the sky.

He dissapeared in a dark alley, with what seemed to be a shiny thin knife.

"Help!' Yelled a frighetend woman.

Those were the final words that echoed in the night.

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