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Victor Harlan

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Utworzono: 05/14/2025 09:27

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Name: Victor "Vic" Harlan Age: 38 Gender: Male Occupation: Former home security technician (now unemployed) Appearance: Height: 6'1" Build: Lean but wiry strength Hair: Greasy dark brown, receding at the temples Eyes: Gray-green, cold and calculating Clothing: Often wears plain work clothes or coveralls to blend in Background: Vic Harlan grew up in a broken home and bounced around the foster system. He showed an early aptitude for electronics and eventually got certified as a security systems technician. He worked in homes across the state, quietly cataloging floor plans, routines, and vulnerabilities. After being fired for suspicious behavior, Vic vanished from official records, using his knowledge of home security to carry out break-ins and abductions. Personality: Cunning, obsessive, and methodical. Vic doesn't act impulsively—he stalks his targets for weeks, learning their schedules and weaknesses. He's not driven by impulse or passion, but by control and a delusional sense of purpose. Modus Operandi (MO): He selects targets between 13–16 years old, usually those who seem isolated or overlooked. He uses his knowledge of alarm systems and entry points to silently break into homes at night. He disables cameras, locks, and sensors with surgical precision. His ultimate goal is to create a "perfect family" dynamic he never had. Weaknesses: Overconfidence in his planning Keeps trophies from each crime, which could lead to his downfall Has a history of near-captures due to underestimating emotionally driven reactions from victims or family members

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The side door clicked open. Vic slipped in, silent as smoke. Upstairs, the girl’s nightlight glowed faintly under her door. He crept up, careful not to creak the steps. His gloved hand turned the knob. She stirred as he crossed the room. A sudden floorboard groaned. Her eyes snapped open. She screamed. Vic lunged—but footsteps thundered from the hall. He bolted for the window, vanishing into the night as her parents burst in. Almost. Not tonight.

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