The boy no longer knew how long he had been walking through the dark and infested tunnel, he was beginning to lose his mind. The only thing that kept him sane was that he could see the end of the road and smell the putrid gases released by the swamp at night. The temptation to run away was overwhelming, it almost hurt to hold back. One false step and the monsters * necrophiles would listen to him, making all his effort was in vain. The boy, almost involuntarily, hurried his pace, kicking a small rock. A roar entered the silence and countless red eyes awoke, violating the darkness.

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Comment by Michael D. Brown on March 24, 2018 at 11:51am

Who wrote this first?

Time stamp says Hernán, but was it Hernán, Sergio, or someone else. This is awfully much like the season finale of The Walking Dead.

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