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"You need to find me!" 

What type of note is this? I can't figure out how it ended up on my doorstep or who 'me' is. 

-two days later-
"Help! Hurry! Please I need you here!"
Who is this? Do I need to turn it into the cops?All Rights Reserved

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The Stranger

A girl was walking to the supermarket when she found a strange, fancy-looking wallet. Ever since she felt like she was being followed. It was like that wallet was haunted, followed with secrets. Did that wallet change her life into the worse?