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Book / Horror
Short Story / Horror
The spotted hyaena. The thylacine. The great white shark... and me. Dim light reflects from the impassive eyes of the predator as she goes for your throat. Arterial spray; evisceration, that same light fading from dying eyes.
There is an old African proverb: Do not seek to teach the Hyaena how to bite...
A brief word of warning...
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Chapter One of Hellscape is posted; feel free to take a look.
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