The Killing Hour
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Blurb from the book
They come for me as I sleep. Their pale faces stare at me. Their soft voices tell me to wake, to wake. They come to remind me of the night, to remind me of what I have done.

Submitted by Karen on
They come for me as I sleep. Their pale faces stare at me. Their soft voices tell me to wake, to wake. They come to remind me of the night, to remind me of what I have done.

Submitted by Karen on
They come for me as I sleep. Their pale faces stare at me. Their soft voices tell me to wake, to wake. They come to remind me of the night, to remind me of what I have done.
