Chapter 8
The three people came again.
I pressed my face against the crack in the door and peered out through the gap. Cold sweat instantly trickled down my back and into my clothes.
There were six people outside.
I stared intently at what they were holding, silently counting in my mind: five machetes a...
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2. Chapter 2
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