Dangerous Attractions
The deafening sound of motorcycle engines tore around the courtyard like the cries of demonic beasts. The noises blasted against the buildings and ripped through the air as if rupturing the very fabric of time and space itself. As I peeked through the student dorm-room curtains, I clenched my teeth and winced in terror. Every rev made my bones vibrate. I didn't want to stare, but I couldn't help it: my eyes were helplessly glued to the scene.I watched wide-eyed as my room-mate, Jacie, strode...
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