Fear
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Story 2 – The Voice in the Concrete
“God, it stinks like piss in here!” – strained and panting, Lysyi crawled in the space under the fallen concrete roof of an old bus stop northwest of the former KAF Military Base. – “As if I have a choice”. Inside, he could even sit upright. Lysyi shoved his backpack between himself and the wall,… Continue reading
