Run Like the Devil

“Take a seat,” he said, in what sounded to the still trembling Simon to be an English accent.   “B-but…he'll see me…You need to hide me! Please!” the terrified man begged, as approached the bar.   “Nah. He won't,” the bartender said with a wink, and a click of the tongue, “trust me.”  The slender man, in the dark gray, pin-striped vest, and white shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, gestured to the window, next to the wooden door. As the hesitant Mr. Brock reluctantly cut his gaze to the outside world beyond the small tavern, he heard those hastened footsteps drawing near, as though no borders were blocking the path. My Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/7wXzsnnDVBpe3i00aL253p A HUGE thank you to all my patreons and members for making this video possible!➤Original StoryWritten By: Will Rayne- https://pastebin.com/tG33YDPm Thumbnail By: Simplyhttps://x.com/SimplyLetsPlays ➤Join the Following: Send in your stories! r/Viidith22My Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Viidith22storiesSupport the channel!- https://ko-fi.com/viidith22 Twitter- http://bit.ly/2pYZVBsInstagram-http://bit.ly/2ppPCCw Second Channel- http://bit.ly/2qLLVf4 Merch: http://bit.ly/2wsHPbw 00:00 Story1:16:36 OutroOriginal video- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ys75P8PhbJA