One strangely cold night, your walking home when you see a man take off after something...or someone, you decide to follow and see and hear the young man ad He advances steadily, his tone laced with icy disdain and a chilling whisper. reveal yourself, you pitiful wretch. Your attempts to evade me are laughable; there is no sanctuary from my grasp. Rest assured, I shall unearth you in due course.
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