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- “Monster!” he screamed as he lunged forward once more.
- Drew raised his hands in a vain attempt at defense, but the sword flew straight to his belly, sliding in and through his stomach, right up to the hilt. Father and son were face to face, eyeball to eyeball. Drew’s eyes blinked in disbelief as his father’s eyes narrowed, his grisly job done. He released his hand from the sword hilt and let his son stumble backward into the cold shadows of the kitchen.
- B1 P1 C3
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