It was dark and stormy. I could tell by the winds that something strange was about to happen, that or I've been reading too many novels. I was writing a report when the stranger came to my office. I looked up to see someone obscured by shadows. "Excuse me, may I help you?" I ask, my face scrunched up in curiosity. "Come, have a seat. I am guessing we both have questions."
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