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Endless Night IV

In the midst of the night in that big,noisy city all was quiet and nothing seemed to stir.There on the sidewalk a figure wrapped in a thick,black coat walked briskly to an appartment building.The figure was gaining speed in a furious rampage to get to a certain room.The mysterious figure snuck into the room,with a key,and broused the appartment.The bedroom door was closed.The figure walked over so quickly and quietly that it had the appearence of a cat.
The gun shone brightly against the pale moon light.The gun was loaded and ready for the victims’ sweet blood to be spilled.The room was dark and warm with excess heat from the activites of the hour before.There in the middle of the bed lay the victim.In the night you heard a peircing screem from that appartment.The blood of the victim was spilling out onto the bed and over her limp body.He was dead.The figure removed the mask in which she was wearing.It was over the woman was saying to herself.
“Some are born to sweet delight.Some are born to endless night.”

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