Unwanted Visitors


Unwanted visitors plague the street and haunt the houses. They beat or limp slowly. Their faces contorted and also distorted. Blood staining every inch, might want to keep away or they’ll more than just pinch! Moaning and groaning around, the smell of death never leaves whenever their near, oh dear, you might want to fear. They bite and they fight, never to stop for a breath because they’re the living death from hell, that made this world fell into absolute chaos. Don’t get near these unwanted visitors, they’ll give you the chills and none of the thrills.

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