Saturday, October 8, 2016

Eleven Miles of Night: Reading #103:





He did not look up at the moon again. Instead he kept his eyes on the woods, scanning them occasionally with the night vision scope of the camcorder. He detected no motion out there; he saw only trees and more trees. But the howling had not stopped...

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