2″He finds the shadows and sidles in, knowing the tricks and traps and each and every security measure- and he bypasses them all. Museum, private residence, gallery, it doesn't matter...he infiltrates and takes. No camera has managed to capture his image. Nobody knows who he is, what he is. His motives are his own, just more secrets for him to hide in his twisted psyche. As unique and slightly disconcerting as he is, he's still able to blend in... Watch where you're going...
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1...Tamara...
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20/07/2024
*I sit up in bed and glance at the nearby clock. 3 am. I listen, thinking a sound awakened me, and I see the shadows across the room shift...alarmed, I scrabble for my phone*
*I slip out of the shadows and step toward you, leaning over your shoulder and glancing at the screen* what are you doing up so late? *I whisper, a teasing grin on my face*
what are you doing in my house?! *I drop the phone before I can dial 911...I squint to make you out in the dark and notice the daggers sheathed at your waist* what...what...
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