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The Marked 37

“There’s no telling what that freaks got hidden inside.” Test said looking to Michelle

“He could be some kind of cereal killer, we should go.” Michelle proposed

“It’ll be the last time he kills anyone I promise you that, you know what?” Test asked

“Wait ,....shhh!” Michelle interrupted

“What?” Test asked impatiently

“I just heard something….” Michelle announced

“Yea, I hear it too, what is that?”

“It…sounds like moaning..” Test said

“Oh my god!” Michelle said freezing up

They watched as the man moved behide the truck, he reached inside the truck bed ramming his fist into something, a loud thud sound echoed across the lot. leaning over the truck bed he pulled the plastic bag off throwing it onto the ground,the bag rolled around soft moans coming from inside, he punched it again harder before pulling it onto his shoulders.

“Test…she’s still alive!” Michelle gasped

“That son-of-a-bitch!, we gotta stop him, there’s no telling what he might do.” Test said opening her door.

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