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brick

I bashed him over the head with my brick and dashed down the cobble stoned street my heels clacking wildly. I could hear him pursuing me, while his hot breath made cloudy vapours in the humid air.

Posted By Claire Devaney On 08.09.2011 @ 11:02 am