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Mahiru groaned, struggling to keep her eyes open. She'd been attacked by someone in the dark, and while she'd managed to get herself to safety, she'd been left seriously injured, and had left a trail of blood leading directly to her hiding place. All she could do was just pray she could hold on long enough for someone to find her, someone other than her attacker. But who else would be awake at this time of night?












