The Watcher
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Complete Sun, Sep 6, 201511m
it only took 4 days
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the package had no weight, as if it where completely empty.
she brought it inside setting it on the cracked counter top.
she slit the tape and opened it a rush of, what felt like a omen hit her.
she emeditly knew who it was from, she moved the paper, blood running like water from her nose.
it was a pure white mask thick black screening lace over the eyes.
my Master sent me a gift.
' i will take it'
her last thought
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