The Unseen Shadow

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“Hey Emma, how was the show last night?”
Emma looked up to see Tom.
“It was grea-- Wait... how did you know I went to a show?”
Tom’s mouth curved into a guilty grin. Emma gasped when she realized she was not imagining the noises on her way home. Someone was following her.





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