The curse— RP

Ash finally mustered up the strength to collect some dust and while the hunter had his back turned, he pushed the dust as hard as he could - which wasn't very hard - at the hunter, trying to twist the dust around to the hunter's mouth. The hunter whirled, pulling out his gun as he turned, firing it with loud bangs at the boy in the cell. Ash jerked with each shot and fell to the ground with a thud, screamed, and then was dead, his blood seeping onto the stone floor and soaking into the bag.
 
Ash finally mustered up the strength to collect some dust and while the hunter had his back turned, he pushed the dust as hard as he could - which wasn't very hard - at the hunter, trying to twist the dust around to the hunter's mouth. The hunter whirled, pulling out his gun as he turned, firing it with loud bangs at the boy in the cell. Ash jerked with each shot and fell to the ground with a thud, screamed, and then was dead, his blood seeping onto the stone floor and soaking into the bag.
Alana thought to Ash, Lunaka’s looking for you, when she stopped. Something was wrong. She felt like her thoughts were met with...nothing. And what was that...that feeling that was like a cold hand clamping her heart? The shudder that ran down her spine? What was it that made her blood run cold? Alana felt like she was empty inside. Something was...gone
 

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