Crawl Around Blind
 

Angel found herself cornered and bloodied by Darklites. Her back grated against the alley wall. There were too many of them this time--more than ever before. She had killed at least sixty of them before she realized that her pocketknife was gone and she was fighting with bare, goo-covered hands. The Darklites, sensing weakened prey, rushed
 

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