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Letter X

X – Xysters

Their vision was obscured by smoke and their ears were ringing from the sound of the explosion. Courtney still covered hers while Nash was digging his index fingers into his as he shouted, "What was that?" "What?" Louder he yelled, "What was that—" The smoke had cleared a bit. "Courtney, don't move!" "Nash, I can … Continue reading X – Xysters