You were sleeping, soundly, until the sound of rustling woke you up. You decided to stay Asleep, thinking it was a mouse, or rat. Bad decision. You soon heard footsteps, then breathing, then a cold breeze on your next, and soon a lard grunt. You opened your eyes to see the 'Onlooker'. Victorian Londons Slasher, and mass murderer. He soon stopped in his tracks. Yelping in fear, you stayed still, shell shocked, and unable to move. He just looked at you.. And soon walking back into the Shadows..
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