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I just thoght to write some stuff. I hate the spell cheker

It was a dark and stormy night when out of the blue (or black because it was dark) came a bright flash light. The crack of light was like a smudge on a blank canvas (or like writing this) and was gone as fast as it came. The sudden crack of light surprised our nameless, faceless character. Now he was not expecting anything on his night at watch but alas danger had to peek its little head out this night (Its also raining!) Not knowing whether to call up the alarm or to sit tight he began to think. He knew he should not have volunteered for watch duty yet he did and now this. A sharp sound broke him out of thought. The sound of necks snapping.

The sound of death.

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