Whimpers scattered down the tunnels like a lost child, scared and confused amongst the sounds of water.copyright protection4ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0dS86thqme
The constant dripping and rushing of an old system unsure of itself. A cause for madness of those that are unlucky enough to find themselves in this labyrinth of refuse and liquid.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbztqzAWYaE
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The cold damp ceiling lets little sound of the happenings above ground.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo0W8zhO4ew
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There are openings though, where the rot and filth flow down. The dark alleys of the city above, shadowed corners where monsters do their work.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF0zdTsvQS8
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The sounds of the helpless face down in the gutter fall through the cracks. There are no cries for help, just bleak and hopeless noise. Who would answer calls for help? Pleas fall upon the ears of rats and worse...for there are no saviors in the sewer.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn4IRuhrqfB
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A stalker who tracks it's prey by the sound of the helpless, tracing the criss-crossing echoes of the sobs and muffled cries.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7VzG9t9Fj2
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Pale feet move silently through the shallow mirk. Slick black hairs clings to a thin face. Eyes closed and teeth barred. The hunt consumes her, she aches for it. It had been too long.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNH6vyANZ12
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The whimpers grow closer and with them harsher noises. Laughter, the word slid across her feral mind. It only meant one thing, a monster of the surface. Through the smells of shit and bile the predator tastes fear, sex, and blood. 8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB6Hd9upt5F
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She opens her eyes8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2dBCUK54pp
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A dim glow fills the chamber as the light trickles in through slender holes. It hangs at the edges with a feeling of caution and regret, for some things are not meant to be brought to the light.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6c6cHFMvFN
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Above she sees a familiar face.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxgUft4JSyP
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At last, her prey.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyB29eXTj1i
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She clambers up the nearest vacant opening. Consumed with need, she enters their world without hesitation. On the surface, countesses experiences assault her senses. Even at night the city is a burning star in her eyes. Smells and sounds disorient her. Diving behind a large metal container she battles the chemical needs, forces herself to calm and lets her eyes adjust to the world of lights. copyright protection4ＰＥＮＡＮＡPhwOXEzvgD
She examines her prey.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ8vQkdv7Ia
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Large and covered in a second skin the monster assaults a pitiful creature. It scent fills her nostrils, a sweet metallic mixed in with sweat. He was full of it, the perfect time to feed.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVgqQvUUeNt
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Lost in rage and lust it doesn't notice her approach. It doesn't hear her nails scrape the erthencrete, nor a sound as she draws the curved kitchen knife from its patchwork sheath. It doesn't smell her excitement.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3l46ui4nC5
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The dull knife jaggedly tears across the throat, blood and flesh falling away as she saws and jabs through its neck. Her fingers claw at its face, tearing at flesh and eyes. The screams are hardly more than the gurgled questions of how. For it was a monster to be feared, and these streets its hunting ground. It didn’t know.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGldbbyoHF7
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Below amongst the rot dwell the real monsters.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRBnhrScm7Z
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It’s done. She stands above her prey, the would be monster, adrenaline coursing through her. She feels alive and purposeful. Waves of ecstasy crash into her and she begins to sway. Her eye’s meet that familiar face, and the world goes dark.copyright protection4ＰＥＮＡＮＡL2xSTiXpCx
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