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... that something was coming; something he would rather not have an encounter with. He took to his heels immediately, desperate to escape whatever was behind him.
At this point, he no longer needed to muffle his footsteps, so he stopped caring about stealth.
The tremors grew consistently more violent and a bad feeling welled up in Eros’ chest. From time to time, he would inadvertently glance over his shoulders, but he was met with a thick coagulation of shadows and numerous pairs of ...
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