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Silver Revolver Part XVIII

I had notice one thing and that is the preacher never sleeps.
He stands in his selected place and says his words.
I watch as he swiftly glides with the form of people, he touches there foreheads and then he speaks in tongue.

He had spotted Susan in the crowd he stalled like he spotted the devil.
He shouted in tongue towards her. People had started to stare upon her.

The thousands had there glaring eyes on Susan.

I was getting the shivers just by standing and seeing this whole thing.

Susan tried her best to sneak away but a fellow follower had grabbed her by the arm, and brought her to the front for the priest.

I had tried to move forward but i was surrounded by angry people.
I was left helpless and didn’t know what i can do. Is this where i finally fail Susan.

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