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MELVIN

THE HEAVING of his chest was heavy as he doubled down the step, apparently he was dressed for running, and didn't care if it was too early or cold to do so, all he wanted was to get rid of the burn he was feeling in his chest and most probably make himself feel alot better by draining an animal from it blood as it help with calming his nerves down whenever his heart was up and running this way.

Moreover he owned the place and was free from anything that had to do with security.

With his head covered with a hood and rubbing his palm together, he headed straight into the wood that was still deprived of light.

Soon his light steps were hitting the face of the ground as he ran into the wood, puffing out the cold misted air from his lungs.

His hands clutched inna fist as he ran…he must have ran for half an hour when he found his first prey.

He was careful to stay hidden by the green shrubs while he watched an antelope feed looking up occasionally to stare around, he could see the