It was easier to run

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He ripped his arms from their sockets and that feral beast chomped on him limb by limb. It was a naked, 365-pound man who had broken through our windows and snatched my 5-year-old from his bed. Now he was eating him alive with those piercing razor-sharp teeth. My son screamed as the beast's nails dug into his skin, gripped him hard, and took another slow, agonizing bite.

Maybe I could have saved him.

It was easier to run.
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This one seems kind of dark lol.

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