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Mon Horreur. WIP."Emary," came a hushed voice.
Emary turned in the darkness in the direction of the voice, but, other than the tree she was leaning against, saw nothing.
"Emary!" it came sharper and Emary peered harder into the darkness but still saw nothing. "Kiel? Is that you?" she whispered, slightly frightened.
A hand shot out of the darkness and grabbed her arm. As a shriek threatened to pass her lips a second hand covered her mouth. Panic shot through Emary's veins.
The voice whispered in her ear now; "Yes, it's me," she could smell blood. "We must go. Now."
He let his hand fall from her mouth, keeping a firm grip on her arm, and started rushing through the darkness.
Suddenly there was a bright light ahead of them. Emary stumbled, had Kiel not been holding her arm she would have fell to the ground.
A small sob escaped her, "It's them."
Kiel was looking around frantically, trying to pull Emary behind him, wanting to protect her.
"We have you surrounded. Let the girl go or we open fire. Get down on
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