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It's not my time, he said.

A WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS THE PERSONIFICATION OF DEATH. AS IN, FOUR HORSEMEN OF THE APOCALYPSE. ENJOY!

strychnineaxolotl · Terror
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When Amélie arrived home, out of breath, panting, and terrified, she immediately gasped out a staggered warning to Rudi - "C-coming - Death - energies - Rudi, run!"

"Calm down, sis,"

"Rudi, Death spoke with me. They said - they said -!" Amélie collapsed to the ground, in a fit of nervous tremors. Rudi's face suddenly turned serious as he realised the enormity of the situation. "Amélie, I'll go to Troganja. Hide out. Should be safe there, right, heh?" Anxious laughter spilled out, making the guy sound slightly deranged. "Go to bed, sis, see ya later, kay?" And with that, he rushed to his room and the frenzied noises of last-minute packing could be heard.

Creation is hard, cheer me up!

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