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Above The Watchtower

Zero-dark: it was one of those nights. The acid droplets running down my mask, creating everlasting stains. Suddently I could hear the other camps' sirens howling. Scared, I gazed at the horizon. The rain made it difficult to see, but the floodlights were impossible to unnotice: powerful, blinding lights that turned the night into day. Ominous dark silhouettes were advancing, lurking from the shadows above us, dripping rain, casting awe and terror on us all. Then it happened!

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