She listens to the sound of the night…the screch of some namesless creature taken by a bloodsucking heartless prey so deadly that all flee in fear from him…”Rocky, you sonsabitch, leave the neighbors dog alone.”…
She waits…waits for the gifts…she keeps her gift hidden in the safest place in her lair…right next to the cleaning supplies…no one will ever look for it there…come by precious…come my pretties…tell me your story as you cross the country to come to me…tell me what you see……


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