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Murlock: A Short Story
As Murlock awoke to the dark and silent cabin, he was in a state of confusion as you sometime are when you wake up from deep sleep. Trying to regain his wits about him, he remembered that he had been watching over his beloved wife’s body when he had fallen into his weary slumber. He then recalled that something had woken him up and felt a spike in fear. His senses amplified, he strained to see it the seemingly never ending darkness. He thought it smelled something like wet dog and mud from the rain outside. He swore he could hear someone walking around the cabin but without his vision, he did not trust what his other senses were telling him. Suddenly he heard a chilling scream and he came to his senses. He grabbed his gun from the wall where

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