Timothy feels a cold chill run down his spine, as he feels the faint, yet cold and almost somewhat lifeless breath of an unknown woman in his ear. Thirteen days? What could she mean? Who is she? Why does she know my name? So many questions, as he stands up, turning around and squinting his eyes in disbelief. "You're not afraid of me, are you?" What seems like a sinister grin forming on her delicate pale lips. Yet, somehow, Tim remains confused, rather than afraid. "No. Should i?"
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