Stranger

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     I stayed put on the couch as I watched the doorway to see if I could spot the source of the noise. I soon saw the same masked figure from the crime scene walk into my house as if it was theirs. Who do they think they are? I asked myself as I felt my anger rise, but it would do no good. I don't have a body to fight the masked intruder with, so it would do no good. The figure layed on the couch while sipping on a Cocoa Cola. The figure had a mask that resembled a jackal, a black leather jacket, dark jeans, and black combat boots. I eyed them for a moment before I saw them take off their boots. They had pale human feet underneath his socks and boots. So he's not a wolf or something. I thought while I studied the male intrigued.
    "Good thing those cops didn't check everyone in the crowd.", The figure spoke in a masculine voice while they seemed to be celebrating that fact by cooking some popcorn in a microwave while switching the channel to a show called the Yu Yu Hakusho. So this is what a random masked dude invades my apartment room for. Doesn't he have a hideout or something? I asked myself while looking at the masked male. He seemed carefree as he started to microwave more popcorn before sitting on the floor and looking at the TV. I smiled lightly before looking over his shoulder at the TV to see the opening of the show.
     "No Sander, I'm not going to show up at the meeting tonight.", The figure spoke on a disposable flip phone that had several wires hanging out as if it was rewired. So this guy's is supposed to be somewhere else. I thought as I listened to him talk on the phone for a few more minutes before he chucked the phone against a wall. This shattered the phone and left a black scratch on the white wall. I guess there's no stopping them. I thought before I watched the figure closer as he started to fall asleep on the couch with his mask on. At this point he had already taken off his leather jacket and threw it across the room. He had pale, but smooth looking skin. His chest was muscular looking, but nothing like a body builder's. I watched him fall asleep from the other end of the couch.

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