Under the cover of tenebrous night a man slinks through the courtyard. His eyes gleam like milky stars reflected from the torches of the hunters. Slavering canine pursuers inhaled the traces of the terror that hung in gleaming clinging transudation, spallating endogenously amongst fine tuned olfactories. Terror reaches out, victimizing the minds, tightening its grip in vice-like claws so tight that




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