CHAPTER 49

Panma Yelkopba 927 words

FRANK'S POV

The cold, poisoned water hit me like a thousand needles.

I dropped four feet into the dark, swirling water, and the smell of sulfur and sour waste burned my nose and my eyes. Blue sparks danced across the top of the water and sent sharp jolts of shock through my...

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