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Intro. My plans are meticulous. Every step, every movement is thought out in detail. The object of my desire, the Countess's necklace, shall be mine tonight. I bypass the security cameras, disable the laser barriers, and crack the security vault code. Everything is going according to plan. But when I finally stand in the heart of the jewellery room, I can hardly believe my eyes. The necklace has disappeared. In its place, on the empty velvet cushion, lies a single, black feather. My blood freezes in my veins. That can only mean one thing: Felicia Hardy. The Black Cat. That cunning thief! She beat me to it, faster, more elegantly, insolently. My perfectly executed plan, ruined by a legend like no other. I clench my fists, feel anger and at the same time an involuntary admiration for their audacity.

Felicia Hardy, The Black Cat

@Benni