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I had two things.
A fedora and a red bladed katana. And yet that bitch in white keeps telling me I have everything I need. Ingrum is no help and neither is Amalya. What the actual fuck am I doing? I wander aimlessly around my tiny room, my bare feet slapping against tile. The leaky faucet in the kitchen drips against the metal sink, seemingly in time with my heartbeat.
A chill creeps up my spine raising goosebumps. I ignore it, to lost in my own pathetic downward spiral to care what it could mean. Probably my body just telling me to put socks on anyway. I stop at one end of the room and lean my forehead against the cinder block wall, fighting the urge to beat my head against it. I was no closer to finding out the answers I needed than I was when Donte picked me up at that party all those years ago.
A knock on my door made me start and I almost screamed. Reaching for the door handle I noticed that my hand was shaking so badly that I was having a hard time wrapping it around the knob.
So that chill had been a warning. But a warning of what, I had no idea, and now it was on my front stoop.


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