Finding her

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I stood at the corner at midnight but he never showed. The night whispered to me. One am came and still he never came. I gave up hope and went back to my apartment. On the door was a note:

Joker:

We have her and the child. She screams your name. She cries when you don't show up after she yells furiously that you will. I believe she has given up hope. She just sits in her chamber holding the child, crying. You have two days to find her .... or else it's her life.

- anonymous -

I grabbed the paper and ripped it to shreds. Letting it fall to the streets, I walked away. I knew where she was. I knew that handwriting. People were about to die.

Yes, it's short sorry. Next one will be longer.

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