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This story is not much of a story to begin with. The threads that connect these words may be strong, but if there are so little words, are threads necessary? No, for this isn't much of a long "story", as you could probably finish it fifteen of what mortals call "minutes". But the main attraction is not the night-blood spilled onto the page, but when it spills into your brain, intoxicating your thoughts and poisoning your eyes.
With this information known to you, I believe you have my word of the fate that awaits these mortals.
Life is fleeting for all of us- that much has always been true. But for some people, life's a gunshot.
By the time you're out, you don't know what hit you.
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GOLDENEYE: GOOD FRIDAY
Horror(COMPLETE) Picture the scene. mid-89, mid-night, in the middle of the mountains. bodies found strung about, tainted and lifeless. a little boy, a sergeant, a teen & the governor. a death cult's to blame, but they're invisible never striking till the...
