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... it purpose. My blood ran cold. I stood frozen, my back to the cloaked figure, every muscle in my body telling me to run, to fight, to do anything. But fear, raw and primal, had rooted me to the spot. My hands, hidden in my pockets, began to tremble uncontrollably.
This is it. Just at my back is someone that has a 98% probability of killing me. This isn’t a game, It’s real. I won’t die here, I thought.
I became desperately courageous, born of sheer terror. If I was going to die, ...
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