Redhawk Caldera I clap my hands and they're gone into the night
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He looked at her, no, stared at her as if he was seeing right through her. How fucking unnerving was that? And the feeling only got worse as he repeated her words, ears canting forward to catch his monotone voice. The word hell slipped from him again before turning into a moan. What the fuck? "Hey! Knock it the fuck off!" Her barking likely went unheard by the creature, her hackles slowly rising as she regarded him. This felt wrong. 

The area between her shoulder blades pinched, her voice dropping into a growl. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" He was a motherfucking zombie. The tank was convinced.
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