Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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Being a former hostage of the Decay of Angel is a terrifying thought, especially after knowing one of them is hot on your tail
Ducking into a crowded area to try and breath, you hear a familiar voice..?
âYou thought you could run from me. How foolish.. be smarter next time.â Fyodor whispers into your ear, a smirk on his face as he starts to apprehend you