I heard a scream echoing past the somber streets as I watched her body collapse suddenly to the ground. Magnetized to her limp body, I realized the tearing screams in the night were my own, turning the air before me into exasperated puffs of fog before me. I stared at her broken face, perfectly mirroring mine, not a single freckle out of place. 924Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0FeQsy0pp2
Identical was said to be a blessing. Standing there, I couldn't help but agree more, staring down the barrel of the smoking gun.924Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3kd5bxv4f9
