Talking to the Moon
But the mystery man seemed to know the way, leading me through the darkness with ease.
As we walked, the trees grew taller, and the shadows grew darker. I felt a sense of unease creeping over me, but the mystery man's grip on my hand remained firm.
Suddenly, we emerged into a clearing, and I saw a figure standing in the center. It was the man who had attacked me in my house, the one who had revealed my true nature to the world.
The mystery man let go of my hand and stepped forward, his eyes fixed intently on the other man. "You shouldn't have done that," he said, his voice low and menacing.
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