Rain was pouring heavily. For the city, this was an everyday happening since the "White Devil" appeared. A loud gun shout was heard in an alley. A blood-curdling scream came from the alley, only to later be accompanied por silence. Wet footsteps were heard from the alley, and a white lobo had emerged. His fur,unsurprisingly damp and blotched with crimson blood....
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"W-where am I?" the lobo managed to say, his hair drooping down over his eyes. He looked around for anything familiar looking, but only saw strange, red blotchings all over the walls and doorsteps. "Strange. Hey, why is everyone sleeping? " He glanced at the unmoving mobians on the sidewalks and in cars. "Wait, they're dead! Who could have-" He looked at his hands. He screamed and fell down unconscious.
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"W-where am I?" the lobo managed to say, his hair drooping down over his eyes. He looked around for anything familiar looking, but only saw strange, red blotchings all over the walls and doorsteps. "Strange. Hey, why is everyone sleeping? " He glanced at the unmoving mobians on the sidewalks and in cars. "Wait, they're dead! Who could have-" He looked at his hands. He screamed and fell down unconscious.
