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Ongoing, First published Apr 16, 2016
The rain pounded on the thin roof, just like always. Elise was used to it. But this time, she was home alone. She heard a what sounded like a knock at her bedroom door. This got her attention for about a second, but then reality kicked in. She figured it was just the house settling. It really could've been anything, since the house was so old. She kept telling herself that until she heard a snicker, and saw a note slide under her door. The note was new, it wasn't just an old piece of paper floating around the house. Someone did this. When she opened up the note, she realized the amount of trouble she had caused...
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