Dark Hearts – Excerpt No. 8

Julia caught the scent of something familiar. She kept her nose to the floor while her ears scanned for threats. Three doors down, the source was unmistakable, although stronger than she remembered. There was something else, the sickly sweet odour of death— 0h no!

Picture of a corpse looking out from the crypt, feet out in a dilapidated morgue. Source Pixabay.com.
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Dark Hearts is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth. The image is sourced from Pixabay.


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