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Professor Luna Cluster was sitting impatiently on her sofa. She had doubled the security around her location. She knew that she was one of the killer's targets too. Lamb had told her about how the killer looked - bald with massive shoulders and brown beard.

Mrs Cluster had never been so afraid. Her six pals had already died. Now it was her or Lamb's turn.

The door–bell rang.

She turned towards the door. "Who's there?"

"Mrs Cluster," an American voice said, "There's a letter for you."

Cluster didn't have to worry. The killer couldn't reach her through the doubled security around her. She reached the door and opened it.

The hand which she expected to hold a letter was holding a pistol with silencer. Before Cluster could gaze up at the man, the pistol shot and the old professor's life became a past.

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