The Guessing Game Chapter 10

it. Breathing. I knew someone was there. Spinning around to see what was there, but too late. No one's POV The cleaver was swinging down toward him- slicing his right arm and knocking him onto the floor. Someone stood before him wearing a large ski mask and jacket. Zac groaned as he hit the floor. His eyes wide with pain and shock. The blood was seeping out of Zac's arm now. Flooding onto the floor. Grabbing the only thing near him, Zac swung at his attacker. A veal hit the attacker's head. ...

 

 

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