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Death Hound

Leora:

Standing in front of the long bathroom mirror with my dripping wet hair and bruised skin, I stare at the reflection that doesn’t look like me, she is much tinier, her hair is shorter and messier, her face carries the traces of innocence that were stolen from her, her skin is far more bruised...

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