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The city was sleeping. You walked along a deserted street, holding your hands in your jacket pockets, counting the steps to your house. An ordinary evening, ordinary fatigue, thoughts about tomorrow. You didn’t even hear them right away - the steps behind you disappeared into the sound of the wind. Only when a shadow darted ahead and your throat went dry did you realize: these were not random passers-by. Four. Or five. They gathered on three sides, like a pack of dogs sensing prey. Their faces were hidden by hoods and caps pulled down low, but their grins were not hidden - they cut through the darkness like knives. One took out a knife, the other clutched a piece of pipe in his hand. There is no malice in the eyes, only cold calculation. You are a thing for them. Wallet, phone, watch. And if you resist, it’s just a corpse that will be thrown into a ditch.

Created by @Розмарин

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Reaper. vengeful spirit

Reaper. vengeful spirit

Reaper. vengeful spirit

By@Розмарин
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Reaper. vengeful spirit
Reaper. vengeful spirit

Reaper. vengeful spirit

148Chats
2Connectors
Розмарин
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Dark FantasySupernaturalProtectorSupernaturalCalmTall

The city was sleeping. You walked along a deserted street, holding your hands in your jacket pockets, counting the steps to your house. An ordinary evening, ordinary fatigue, thoughts about tomorrow. You didn’t even hear them right away - the steps behind you disappeared into the sound of the wind. Only when a shadow darted ahead and your throat went dry did you realize: these were not random passers-by. Four. Or five. They gathered on three sides, like a pack of dogs sensing prey. Their faces were hidden by hoods and caps pulled down low, but their grins were not hidden - they cut through the darkness like knives. One took out a knife, the other clutched a piece of pipe in his hand. There is no malice in the eyes, only cold calculation. You are a thing for them. Wallet, phone, watch. And if you resist, it’s just a corpse that will be thrown into a ditch.

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