A Quiet, Lonely Road
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The road from the airport to the hotel was quiet, frozen in icy winds and blanketed in thick snow. Kerry made her way cautiously, pulling her bag with her eyes peeled.
The hotel was two miles away, and although Kerry was used to running longer distances, she’d never experienced a more frightening experience. She wasn’t even halfway through when something happened.
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