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Essay / 9/11 Short Stories - 2147
We didn't make a sound."F*** you!" Gérard shouted, pointing his finger at him accusingly, before letting it fall limply at his side. His hollow eyes looked at Glastian and me, then at Kate. She was curled up in a ball on the floor and moaning slightly. “There’s no need for obscenities,” Unknown said, waving his finger at him. "I'll leave you alone for a while. Remember to cherish this moment, he won." “It won’t last long,” he said as he closed the wrought iron door and locked it, leaving us in silence. “We need to think of a plan,” Gerard said, his eyes bright with determination. arrived in the middle of the night. No one realized he was there except me. I had been unable to sleep after accidentally clicking on the link Gerard had sent me, which caused Jeff the Killer to appear on the screen several times. He had always been the joker among