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The Fifth Victim
Category: Thriller
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The end.