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HER LAST BREATH

HER LAST BREATH

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Chapter 1 Good night, peanut.

Word Count: 1128    |    Released on: 12/01/2025

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eeks to my collarbone; the little drops trek down, wetting not just the lids of

rground passageway, it's narrow walls stretch further and low cemented cei

nt resting at the bottom of the wall. A dull bulb is pinned against

o make out my way in the dull darkness. My

me, I hear

LP!

y racing feet. In the darkness, my eyes make out another pair of lights, its dim red

der dividing into two narrower routes. My

walls. There's hardly any light in it; darkness cloaks what lay beh

. Various zigzag signs of cracks are visible on its wooden plane. In red faded

ty electrical circuit twitches. Close to the circuit by the lef

on... t

then off o

down my skin, and I decide to take my chances

EONE

!!

levator, unaware of what effect my

damn mouth? No one'

voice. I turn around, but I see no trace of him. The echo of his v

at I may be running straight to him or might even b

n has the lord ever

scream, still running downwards towards t

urrounding air becomes cooler, probably because

towards me hunts me. The sound is louder as he emerges from the dar

y eyes as I see the hesitant ash doors of the elevator. His footsteps draw closer to m

t it refuses. Tears now race from my cheeks down my collarbone and m

he sound of his footsteps draws cl

ns. I rush into it. Clicking the buttons, I hope the d

es regardless

emaining for the doors o

drical gun blocks the way and th

lco

id to look up. Summing up some sort of courage, I slowly lift my gaze up viewing his blue blazer, blood soaks

up at him' My

of perfection 'pointed and slim, having a perfect shape'. His lips curve up in a smile. A sinister expression is on his

UCK!...?" He kicks the elevator and the metal budges inside. He reduces his voice when he notic

ink you were g

my hair dragging me away from the elevator, my glasses fall down a

hat I struggle to free myself. I groan in pain raising my leg intending to k

ing at me. My skin beneath his fingers hurts like a rope i

t he doesn't budge instead a needle slips right into my ne

blurry and shaky' including the ravishing blue

thing I

ight, p

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