While I drifted to sleep in the night I used to believe in ghosts Who haunted me within the dark And took what mattered most I shivered when they trailed my spine With fingers like icy veins I wept in silence as they watched And rattled their noisy chains I felt the air grow colder…

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Chapter 2: The New World (FWF: Barren) Chapter 3: Dinty Moore is a Delicacy (FWF: Red) Chapter 4: Bad Dogs (FWF: Luck) Chapter 5: Hold Steady (FWF: Believe) Amy’s relief at her escape from the dogs was palpable, but the tears making hot smears of grime down her face were not out of relief, not really. She…

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