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... t rose and fell violently as he panted heavily, and beads of sweat dripped down from his body, soaking the blanket and bed into a wet mess.
His hands flawlessly reaching for a one inch iron beneath his pillow, and in no less than ⅛ of second, he placed the iron before him in a defensive posture. The iron had been sharpened, made from the handle of an ordinary spoon!
The man’s eyes, devoid of life. Calm but ruthless, cold blooded and without empathy, contrary to his body’s behavio ...
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