Turn around! Turn around! Turn around!
You silently scream at yourself, willing your neck to twist and force your head to look. It ignores your plea.
Your fear hungrily feeds on your hesitation.
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Turn around! Turn around! Turn around!
You silently scream at yourself, willing your neck to twist and force your head to look. It ignores your plea.
Your fear hungrily feeds on your hesitation.