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... couldn’t quite place—fear, death, maybe both.
I’d already torn through three cars, my lungs burning, my legs screaming, when I risked a glance over my shoulder, a decision I deeply regretted the instant my eyes caught the nightmare chasing me.
The escort from before—the shorter one, the one with those writhing, black tendrils—was tearing through the metal doors between cars like they were paper, his oily mass of a body surging forward with terrifying efficiency, a living shadow ...
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