Death. Your Time Is Up.

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Ā 

He woke up in a cold sweat, panting, gripping the bedsheets which were damp with perspiration.

The momentĀ had arrived.

One he had long feared.

There was no more time.Ā 

He struggled to swallow as a flood of emotion washed ...

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