An Unexpected Presence
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I heard it as I strolled through a wood.
Crack.
"Oh, fuck," I gasped, my legs beginning to feel warm.
Reluctantly, I looked down. Dark lines streaked my trousers like rain did windows on a sombre day.
I scoffed.
I'd merely stepped on a twig.
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