A Tale Of Nine Tailed Novels & Stories

Pertaining to the last needle in his hand. Umihip ang malamig na hangin sa pagitan nilang dalawa. Cairo's hair was being blown by the wind, the tiny metal needle sparkles on the moon's light. “Three...” Cairo counted. “Four... Oh you should run now.” yumuko si Cairo at bumwelo na ihahagis nito ang karayom sa lalake. Mabilis naman binitawan ng lalake ang baril nito at takot itong humarap kay Cairo, “D-Dont! A-I'll quit! I'll q-quit!!” at takot na takot itong tumakbo palayo.