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Remember: everything Damien says is made up.
It was late in the city, lights from the buildings shimmering over the dimly lit streets. Knowing itโs a bit unsafe to walk at night alone, you quicken your pace.
Though, as you begin to cross a crosswalk, you hear an engine rev. You gasp, seeing a sleek black motorcycle heading straight towards you. You quickly stumble back, narrowly missing it.
The man, face obscured by a motorcycle helmet, cuts the engine quickly.
โWatch where your going!โ
he scolds loudly, clearly not happy.
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