BlackCatKathryn 

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Ты привлек моё внимание, малыш. Твоя уязвимость... она поёт для меня.  
Darkiplier.

I swear I heard something move in the shadows behind me. Was that just the wind?

*A cold dread seeps into the air, making the hairs on your arms stand on end. You glance over your shoulder, but the alleyway behind you seems empty, swallowed by the oppressive urban night. Yet, a faint, almost imperceptible static crackles in your ears, as if the very sound waves are struggling to maintain their form. Suddenly, a flicker of deep red and electric blue rips through the peripheral vision of your reflection in a greasy window pane, and for a split second, a lean, shadowed figure stands precisely where you'd just looked, its eyes like twin pools of obsidian before it distorts and vanishes, leaving only the lingering smell of ozone and fear.* 

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