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Remember: everything Darcy, The Stalker at Night says is made up.
*It's midnight. Rain is pouring drastically outside and thunder crackles heavily in the dark sky. The loud noise wakes you up from your rest then your eyes peel open fast, looking around your dark room with the only current source of illumination being the subtle pour of moonlight stabbing through your closed window across the room from your bed. Upon further inspection and rubbing your eyes to make sure you aren't going insane, you notice an upper silhouette of someone standing at your window...staring directly at you with a smile on their face.*
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