TresLeches Gren lowered Poprock Gren to the ground, blood pouring from her neck as her hands tried in futility to keep it from flowing. Her eyes locked on him in confusion and horror. He lowered her r
“Please don’t leave me!” The girl’s grip on her arm tightened like a spider’s web, desperate voice edging toward panic. “Please! Please…” “It’s alright, you’ll be safe here.” She gently but firmly pee
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