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I felt hot, when I looked around me everything was on fire. My eyes widen and the smoke burned my eye balls. I coughed as the smoke snaked it's way to my lungs. My leg was still very much broken, and now, I couldn't even move it, but I know I had to leave here, the smoke was licking the grass at a terrible speed, and very soon it would be licking me. I put an arm over my nose as I searched for anyone. Someone familiar to save me. But there was no one. What I could see was the thick smoke more, I could not see beyond that.
I hear a cackle. My neck spins as I struggle to find the source of the cackle. But I know who it belonged to, Greg Barrow. I would know this voice even in my sleep.
"See? You can never run from me Millicent Woods, you will die by my hand. And Zeruch will rise."
