The forest air was moist and pungent, smelling strongly of the good, damp earth which
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Hackin', crackin', trollin', codin'
A novel written by Recon for Evilzone’s inside joke.
The forest air was moist and pungent, smelling strongly of the good, damp earth which
Continue readingThe door swung open with an echoing boom that rattled down the hallway beyond and
Continue readingI tumbled the clip out of the gun and shucked the cold brass into my
Continue readingI woke in a pool of my own blood, the gun still clutched within my
Continue readingI shuddered awake, penetrating cold sending ripples through my body. It was freezing here, and
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