Frankenstein: A Narrative Fiction

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Running, but that's all I ever do. Coming upon a cave, but I look up to see a dark figure whisper and let me in. Cold like ice, and pitch black full of whispering and laughing, but I turn around to be chained up. I can’t move or speak, till the lights turn on, but oh that tiny little light full of brightness. I look up quickly as the chains moved to see that there were stairs leading into the dark, but something was laughing. A laugh that bounced off the walls of the gray cave and sent shivers down your spine whenever you heard it's laugh. I try getting up, but couldn’t because of how frozen from fear I was. I stood shocked, scared, cold, and feared the dark creature in the dark shadows. It kept motioning me over, trying to get me to talk,

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