samedi 26 mai 2018

I Think I Know You

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“Where the hell am I!?” the voice said again and now you saw their face. It was a woman, trying to climb out of the dumpster. She had some scratches on her face and her clothing was torn. It was far too big for her. She almost drowned in the coat.
“Who are you?” you asked, putting the knife away. Probably another drunk idiot.
“No idea,” she said. You noticed her Northern accent. “Who are you?”

Words: 571, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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