19th November Jotcast

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All night, thunder growled overhead. Zelda crouched in the darkness, staring. Wind lashed the glistening tarmac and the streetlights flickered. Zelda shivered. Where could she escape from the rain?

At that moment, Zelda heard something crawling along the pavement, hidden by shadows. Silently, a vague shape slipped into a doorway. A green eye flickered. Zelda’s fur prickled as she watched. What was it?

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