Saved By Alpha Slade
A pungent smell hung in the air, making me scrunch my nose, and then slowly I watched as the wind stopped, the candelabra lights up again, and Allegra's eye balls start to retract back to their original color.
"Alpha Hayden," her voice quivered like she'd just seen a monster, but her eyes were as clear as day.
"Allegra," I moved away from the door to admire a new portrait I hadn't noticed there the last time I came. It was a picture of a woman in distress, bleeding and trying to escape from something that I couldn't tell what it was. From a distance, it was hard to tell what was in the picture, but up close, it was disturbing, even more disturbing than the other creepy artworks she had scatt
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