Prologue“Damn!”Prologue
Ambrose Dosier leaned against the doorframe. They were not as blind as he had thought. They had placed the bait. And he had fallen for it. Well, if he was to fall, he would fall with honor. He watched as a dark figure came forth slightly from a recess in the concrete wall.
“Come now, let us fight, man to man. I may have come, but I come armed.” Did they know he was afraid? Calm down, one clean shot and then get the hell out of here. Funny how he had hated memorizing those lines, but maybe they’d pay off now. &nb
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writing at last!
My head hurts!
So um... I'm going to watch you now
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there once was a signature here.
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He thrusts his fists into the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts
hee hee. i almost considered editing then putting up the America thing.
but then i didn't.
probably a good thing.
thanks for the
MWAHAHAH!
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