Trouble

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The night was dark, and full of life. The good slept, while evil worked. 

The observer stood in the forest, his eyes trying to find the problem. Why were the proxies scared, why wouldn't they work. They would scream about a demon, pure evil. He wondered if zolgo had escaped, or has habit become desperate to get to him. His eyes spotted a shadow, in the trees. He was here, the asshole was here.

" Show your self" The observer screamed in annoyance

The shadow became lager, as the figure walked closer to him. 

" Are you afraid, observer. Or did you know it was me" a voice mimicked from the shadows.

" I said show your self, asshole " Observer screamed in anger.

The male walked out of the shadows, a smile on his face.

" You miss me" the male called with a sinister smile.

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