The frosty night air had an eerie touch to it. It was an invisible coat, wrapped around me. It felt like you could actually grab a fist full of it. I shuddered as I took my first step toward doom. Ahead of me, shrieks of pure horror pierced the air like a hot knife through butter.
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School, Pages 12 on 10/27/2010
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