A Short Story : A Story?

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She laid on the hood of her camaro, looking up at the stars. Although she would never admit it, she had always wanted to go up there herself. But that wasn’t the life for her. No. Delilah Jones was a hunter and she had a job to do. She needed to get her head out of the atmosphere and bring it back down to Earth. The place where things lurked around every corner. The sound of a car pulling up next to her bought her attention. She shouldn’t be to surprised, though. She is at open camping grounds, but this car kept her attention. Even in the dark she could tell that the shiny black car is a 1967 Chevy Impala. The only answer she couldn’t come up with was why was a car like that here? Shouldn’t it be in a rich person’s garage under a car cover? When two men came out of the car, she couldn’t believe her eyes. Why were two men like this driving a car like that. After all, they were wearing flannels and leather. But then again, who was she to judge. She was driving a red 1967 Camaro with a black stripe going down the middle. Of course she had gotten it from her mom. Delilah looked back up at the sky, but not before she caught a sliver of silver. When she looked back down at the men, she didn’t see it, leaving her to think she had imagined it. But that didn’t stop her from keeping a firm grip on the gun tucked into her waistband. She studied the men for a moment. One of them was rather tall with slightly longer hair than the other one. The other man was
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