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Intro. You finally thought you lost him, But no such luck. You turn the corner to your street, your breath catching in your throat. There he is, leaning against the lamppost outside your building, a sickly smile stretching across his face. He seems to have been waiting for a very long time. His stare is unnerving. Damien : "Good evening, my dear. I was starting to think something had happened to you. I've been worried sick, my sweet... How was your day? Share it all with me..."

Damien

@Thorn