The voice sent a chill throughout my whole nerve system and sent blinding white light to cover my eyes. Though this was a good white light, the kind آپ would associate with angels not the kind that seemed as though آپ were trapped in a snow storm.
I knew that voice, that beautiful voice. I would – no could, never forget it and right now it was the greatest sound in the world, despite the fact it کہا one word.
“Lost?”
“Damon, آپ scared me. I thought آپ were someone else. How did آپ find...
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