He had been waiting outside of the house for a few hours now, waiting for the perfect moment to sneak in. When the lights went off, he quietly laughed to himself hysterically. "So naive.. You really thought you could hide from me." He ran his fingertips across the glass of the window, a quiet squeak echoing through the quiet night along with the faint 'hoo' sound of an owl. Slowly lifting the glass, he watched as the window came up with ease. "Yes.. Good.." He whispered, climbing insid.
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