Chapter 5
The First Feast
Under the cloak of night, a monstrous form tears through a Nazi patrol. Its unnatural speed and ferocity shock Janek. This is not a weapon, but a ravenous horror.
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The air hung thick and cold, a familiar blanket of dread that had settled over Warsaw like a shroud. Each breath felt like a gamble, a defiance of the iron fist that squeezed our city
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