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⊰☠⊱ -; A sudden gust of wind, and the room grew deathly cold. He's been following her, but for how long -- well that's a whole other story. A snarl, low and eerie, echoed throughout the space, silenced only by sudden static of the television, as it popped on unexpectedly. The radio too, responded, flicking on to blare an old-time song.
He didn't attack -- not yet -- but loomed nearby; the only indication of his whereabouts -- a small cloud of hot breath rolling into the frigid atmosphere.

















