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Flashback 4 nights ago
Aria crept up the stairs of the bell tower, Hoping Charlotte kept her word. The phone call rang through her head. Calling Charlotte from the two crows diner, telling her to meet her at the bell tower, then coming here now. Charlotte had agreed and said she'd be there. Aria told her she just wanted to talk, but Charlotte had no idea what Aria had up her sleeve, what she was really capable of. Her footsteps the only sound to be heard as Aria approached the top. She stepped up the last step, finally gathering enough strength to face her enemy. But no one was there and the scene wasn't too pretty. A blood pool rested in the middle of the floor and Aria approached it, seeing her own reflection in the moon beamed puddle. She walks past the blood and looks off the tower into the night. A body lay beneath, obviously not moving. Aria runs down the steps, not taking any more time than she has to. She approaches the body, places two gloved fingers to check for the pulse and gasps when she finds none. Charlotte, the one who she was coming to meet, coming to kill, was already dead. Killed by someone that wasn't her.

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