Short Stories
A selection of short stories
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Where am I?
Drip.Drip.Drip.I lie there a thick substance grasping at my arm. A pungent smell viciously attacks the senses in my nose.Where am I?
Drip.Drip.Drip.I lie there a thick substance grasping at my arm. A pungent smell viciously attacks the senses in my nose.Where am I?