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‘Maybe I should move or something.’ ‘You do what you think you need to, but pain travels pretty well.’
His hair was combed straight back and the gray streaks at the temples made it appear that he was moving toward you even when he stood still.
He paused at the doorway, peeked into the apartment. He knew the child would scream when she saw him - his jagged teeth, the claws, his cold black eyes. He would see to it that her screams were short-lived, but nobody could remain calm in the face of his fear-someness. Of course, the fearsome effect was somewhat reduced by the fact that he was only fourteen inches tall.
