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Bleeding Soul
The morning was on the horizon, but the darkness of the night still clung to Irina's depths. She ran for hours without a destination, her tired feet nearly betraying her, but she didn't stop. The sound of gunfire she had heard behind her still rang in her ears, like a ghost chasing her.
She stumbled in the dark and fell onto the muddy ground. Slowly, she raised her head, her hands trembling, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Irina (whispering): "What do I do now? Where do I go?"
She looked up at the sky, which was beginning to light up with a pale gray hue. The rain still fell, washing her weary face, as though it were comforting her in some way.
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Irina found a small shelter beneath an abandoned bridge. She sat there, wrapping her arms around her trembling body. The echoes of the previous night haunted her; Sergei's face, his firm voice, and the gunshots he had fired to protect her.
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