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... dark pool glistening in the fading light. The iron-rich scent is an assault on the senses, and I gag, fighting back the urge to vomit.
"Nancy?" I whisper, knowing it’s futile.
As I near her, my foot slips in the slick blood. I lose my balance, crashing to my knees beside her lifeless form. The warm stickiness seeps through my jeans and coats my hands, cooling at an alarming rate.
I force myself to look at her face. Her eyes stare blankly at the darkening sky, mouth sligh ...
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