Someone is watching me, obsessed with vengeance. I think I saw them last night. Their eyes flared bright incandescent red with hatred for what I am. They watch me every waking hour. I walk outside wearing a kabuki mask of indifference riveted to my face, but I am afraid, very afraid. My friend shows no …
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