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... l moon hanging high in the night sky. The moon, as always, showered the earth with its silvery light, but mingling with the blood on the ground, it painted the world crimson.
Hua, holding Carole's hand, shuffled along the wall, keeping low. The surroundings were silent, the only sound the rustling of their clothes.
"Ugh... hiss...!"
A dazed moan and a pained hiss suddenly broke the silence. Hua stopped dead in her tracks. Carole, momentarily lost in thought, bumped into h ...
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