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The Misty Stranger
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The streetlights were dim as the mist enclosed it in its mysterious grip. She peered out of her window into the darkness, was there someone out there or was it her imagination?
She had always been fascinated by the night, by the way the shadows played on the walls and the stars twinkled in the sky. She loved to sit by her window and watch the world go by, imagining stories and adventures for the people she saw. But tonight was different. Tonight, she felt a chill in her bones and a fear in her heart. There was something out there, something that did not belong.
She had first noticed it when she heard a faint knock on her door. She ignored it, thinking it was just a prankster or a salesman. But then it came again, louder and more persistent. She got up from her bed and walked towards the door, wondering who could be bothering her at this hour....
The streetlights were dim as the mist enclosed it in its mysterious grip. She peered out of her window into the darkness, was there someone out there or was it her imagination?
She had always been fascinated by the night, by the way the shadows played on the walls and the stars twinkled in the sky. She loved to sit by her window and watch the world go by, imagining stories and adventures for the people she saw. But tonight was different. Tonight, she felt a chill in her bones and a fear in her heart. There was something out there, something that did not belong.
She had first noticed it when she heard a faint knock on her door. She ignored it, thinking it was just a prankster or a salesman. But then it came again, louder and more persistent. She got up from her bed and walked towards the door, wondering who could be bothering her at this hour....
