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Writing Prompt Wednesday # 1
His eyes were cold and lifeless as he stared at her. “You have no idea who I am, do you?” His brow rose curiously, waiting for her answer.
She shook her head gently, fear slowly settling in her eyes. “No. I don’t.” She replied. Her feet instinctively took a few steps backwards until the back of her heels hit a wooden crate.