It was a dark and stormy night, the deluge had pounded the demesne into submission, with rivulets of rainwater commingling with the rubicund blood of the two cadavers, riddled with holes. The shadowy assassin traipsed away, lightning illuminating the path to her next targets.
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Written for YeahWrite #368 Weekly Writing Challenge Microprose
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