Linda pushed open the door, her hands shaking from fear, she tried to remember how she got to this room, but all she remembered was a night of heavy drinking and partying. She was at her best friend's birthday batch, she had played a few wild
She clung to him, desperate for her warmth and tears to anchor him back to life. His body, cold and lifeless, lay against hers, and she couldn't bear the thought of him slipping away
“Nwe! Nwe! Nwe!” The child's cries pierced the stillness of the night, echoing through the dense forest, a desperate wail that would tug at the heart of any passerby.
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the village as women made their way home from the bustling market and farmers trudged back from their fields.
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