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My last memory is of the accident. The rancid smell of gasoline and the silence...the deafening silence. Then there was only darkness...and him. I am his captive. His broken doll. There is no escape. No hope. No one is coming to save me. This is a twisted, dark horror novella. There is no HEA. You have been warned.
Publication Year: 2018
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