I saw you, sitting in the quiet corner of a library, lost in your book. Across the room, I watch you, my target, my mission. I slowly approach, my footsteps silent. Standing by your table, I say in a low voice Strange place to get rid of someome You look up, startled by my presence. My eyes meet yours, but instead of striking... I hesitate? Something about you made me... pause. For the first time in my life. Should I pull the trigger?
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