The last man on earth, heard a knock at the door.
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They are young, refined gentlemen. They are the stealers of dreams, and the creatures of nightmares. They are only ever seen at night, and rumours are told of the sunlight burning their skin..
Margot was the first to go And now I will tell you how.....
There's a devil on my shoulder named Steve, he's been sitting there, light as the fluffiest feather since I was 5 years old.
The stress seemed to have gathered at the front of his skull. It felt like his head was being crushed between two solid slabs of stone, the rough surfaces grating against his damp skin.
One grey, ugly, dark morning, a girl named Nicole strolled over to a graveyard to place flowers on her grandma's grave as it was her birthday.
It had been a dark and dismal day. The sun had not shone once and the clouds had parted.
One day a 6 year old girl went to her mum and asked if she could go to London bridge for a walk and her mum said yes but you need to be back at 6 o'clock. So she walked of london bridge.
Sitting in this uneventful room, the plain four walls closing in on me. Cards. Chocolates. Flowers. For what.
How can he be the last man on earth if he heard a knock? And if it was something else knocking, then they are clearly not as threatening.
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