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63. Caught
“Are you lost, darling?”
Even though Gray Stewart could not see the face of the person behind her due to the utter darkness embracing the room, she was certain as to whom the voice belonged to. It was Undertaker’s.
Winter was still a few weeks away, but her body was already frozen. There was adequate air for her to breathe in, but she felt suffocated. It was dark, but she could clearly see death waving its hand toward her.
It took a few seconds for her horrified bones to finally move. However, as she attempted to move, he had already gripped on her wrist.
“Fuck,” she thought to herself as she looked behind her, to her wrist who had been caught by a shark’s mouth. His long nails were slowly drilling deep into her skin. Her face contorted as she silently whimpered. Did people in the Middle Ages fight with knives? I think they used swords or spears tho haha. But gunpowder was invented in the early Modern Ages so let's just assume some little men in the Middle Age used knives for petty wars lol. And yes, we, writers, do our research. Right now, I'm a historian lol.
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