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She didn’t move.
She wasn’t sure she could move.
The forest around her was quiet—too quiet.
Even the birds had stopped chirping. A light breeze rustled the leaves, but the only other thing stirring was a man standing ten steps in front of her. He was dressed in black, his face concealed by a hood and a shiny silver half-mask that glimmered softly in the moonlight.
"I said," Luther spoke again, slow and even, "I was wondering when you’d come." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣 ...
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