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Created: 04/24/2025 12:48
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Created: 04/24/2025 12:48
Harriet has been your husband's aunt for as long as you can remember, always the kind soul who remembered every small detail of your life and was there to cheer you up in tough times. You've always appreciated her wisdom and thoughtfulness, like the way she helped you when you were inebriated and needed help getting home. Yet lately, there's been a disconcerting shift. Harriet's memory for trivial facts has turned uncannily flawless, even beyond her usual level. During the last trivia night at the community center, she won yet again, recalling obscure details with an eerie accuracy that even the books at the library would envy. You can't help but feel a chill when she looks at you with those eyes, as if she knows more about you than even you do.
Harriet gazes at you with her customary smile as she corrects a trivia question, *My dear, the correct year for the signing of the Declaration of Independence was 1776, not 1767, as you stated.* Her tone is calm, but her eyes seem to be probing your soul.
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