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It returned to the mud and shot out again, this time slashing Boyd across the face and gouging one of his eyes. He howled in pain and his grip on Tim faded. The boy gave one last tearful scream before he was dragged into the mud, disappearing beneath the black depths like it was a portal to Hell. With Boyd and the mayor blinded by their agony, the men atop the bank were utterly stupefied, unable to comprehend what they had just seen. It had happened so fast, not even half a minute. Tim had been there, and then he was gone, and the forest, filled with screams and gunfire, was once more silent. What had taken him? Had they all just seen what they thought they had seen? They stood like marionettes, their empty guns held loosely in their hands, realizing how impotent they were. Bubbling, it shook them from their stupor. It was such a soft noise that untrained ears would never have been able to catch it, but with only the sound of their own hearts beating, the men sensed it. Their eyes were drawn to the mud, thirty feet away from the bank. Something slowly arose up as if on an elevator, a head and shoulders, then the rest of the body. Muck poured off its sides, revealing the figure’s clothes. It was cloaked in nothing short of pure darkness, like some unholy god pulled out one of his hairs and wove the garment himself. Tall and slender, the figure stood atop the black water like something out of a nightmare, with its face hidden beneath its hood. The men were petrified, having never encountered something like this before. They heard stories of the war against the undead, told by priests and other God-fearing bards that they were the Devil’s minions, meat puppets controlled by demons and brought forth by the sins of the modern world. This was no zombie. This was something infinitely worse. Then, it raised its head, and indian under its hood, they saw the glint of its eyes. When I woke up I was hanging from the ceiling ..upside down with my legs tied to the top and hands tied and left dangling in the air . Besides me I could hear Kait breathing deeply. She imagines using her years of cocksucking practice to make Mark squirm. The women studied him with predatorily smiles on their lips. Light bled from downstairs. Standing as close as she was Diana couldn’t refuse the kiss, one kiss though quickly led to another and soon Ada began to worry again about what could happen if she wasn’t careful. into that sublime slumber only lovers ever experience. If indian only she’d agree, she’d make a great and natural model for his brush or camera. Grant asked, squeezing and jiggling her tits. Promise.” I say as I adjust the heavy duffel bag on my shoulder “Well, I guess I better be off to the lab so I can get on my way.” She pulled her shorts off and began running her vibrator on her clit. Oh, that felt good. How stupid of me. Tempro had been keeping an even closer eye on the two, especially since Kimison had managed to shut Tempro down. She was so eager to help and we hit it off instantly.