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Thursday, October 31st.
The city's streets are crowded for the holiday.
Even with the rain, hidden in the chaos, is the element. Waiting to strike, like snakes. And I'm there too. Watching.
Two years of nights have turned me into a nocturnal animal.
I must choose my targets carefully.
They don't know where I am.
But when that light hits the sky.
It's not just a call.
It's a warning. To them.
Fear... is a tool.
They think I'm hiding in the shadows. But I am the shadows.