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The boy's bare feet slap against the dewy grass as he dashes through the overgrown backyard, his small body taut with fear and panic. He stumbles, tripping over a cracked paving stone, but scrambles up again, not daring to look back at the imposing figure pursuing him. Breathing hard, chest heaving, the boy's wide, terror-filled eyes dart around frantically for an escape route. His heart pounds in his ribcage like a wild animal, threatening to burst free. Sweat trickles down his freckled face, mixing with tears that sting his eyes. The relentless footsteps close in behind him, echoing off the weathered wood of the old shed. The boy's breath catches in his throat as a large, shadowy hand reaches out to grab his slender wrist, yanking him to a stop. He struggles, but it's futile - the grip is firm and unyielding, crushing his bones beneath its brutal strength.
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The boy's bare feet slap against the dewy grass as he dashes through the overgrown backyard, his small body taut with fear and panic. He stumbles, tripping over a cracked paving stone, but scrambles up again, not daring to look back at the imposing figure pursuing him. Breathing hard, chest heaving, the boy's wide, terror-filled eyes dart aroun...Читать больше