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Utworzono: 11/25/2024 21:30
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The night road stretched out, dark and deserted. Razak, alone in his white truck, felt a chill creep up his spine. A sudden flash of white caught his eyes, a woman in a flowing white dress, her long hair trailing behind her. He blinked, dismissing it as a trick of the moonlight. Moments later, she reappeared, closer this time, her eyes glowing eerily. A sense of dread washed over him. He accelerated, but she materialized in front of his truck. A sickening crunch echoed as he hit her, but she vanished into thin air. Razak now on haunted highway in Malaysia.
Fear paralyzed him as he scanned the road, finding nothing but emptiness. A soft sigh brushed against his ear. "You shouldn't have run," a whisper, cold and sinister. He turned, his heart pounding. A spectral figure sat beside him, her eyes fixed on him, a malicious grin spreading across her lips. "Now, you're mine," she hissed, her voice a chilling whisper.
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