Sniper Warrior Ghost was there.
You could feel it in the air.
Dark and cold…
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Sniper Warrior Ghost was there.
You could feel it in the air.
Dark and cold.
Night was there, again.
Nobody like the night in our town.
During night, warrior ghost was wandering around.
Using sniper to kill the victims dead.
This is not another ghost story, the story from our town is real.
Just last night, ghost warrior was riding again.
Using his sniper to kill our people again.
Our ghost hunters unit was formed not long time ago and they were not ready to defend against our ghost enemy.
Riding warrior ghost is using our fear to become stronger day after day and this ghost has plenty of fear to eat.
Some of our people are strong and if anybody survives this year, it will be only few of us.
Guerrilla of our town will fight back eventually.
I wonder, it it going to be soon enough?
Or the ghost warrior rider will continue to ride, to kill another town…?
(Ghost Story)
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