Follow me at sunset

jailSurrounded by mystery as much as he was muscle. Six foot three appeared seven four. A force more than human; the result of charisma and size.

Our cell split fairly 80:20 to the beast, but tonight we’d be free.

‘Follow me at sunset’ was all he said. I believed him regardless of his plan.

 

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