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He pins her bangs with a hair clip she bought for her. She should always keep her hair away from her face, he thought, the better to see her lovely face.
Someone, or rather, "something" has infiltrated the headquarters. Now the chance of saving humanity is slim. He has to do something.
A small paper fell from the book when Therese opened it. She picked it up and carefully unfolded it. Inside was a short note. Short but enough to make her skin crawl.
"It will follow you home."
The officer furiously tracked the criminal down. That bastard was a sneaky one, he almost lost his mind. If not for his partner, he would break down. That guy was so steady, he doesn't know how he kept his cool. They thought they would be able to capture the criminal, finally have him in their grasp. But for the fourth time, they lost him, outsmarted them. Outsmarted them! Hah! He would not accept that. No. Not this time.
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