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Description
The ever-shifting figure of the dark
skulks outside; slanted eyes waiting, watching.
A list, meticulously detailed and never
fallacious, is forever clutched
between his squalid fingers.

He stares at bodies like a burglar
would stare at a house. Eyeing
grandiose and opulent interiors
of houses; waiting, watching.
The more tempting it is to the
burglar.

Like a jaguar in the jungle,
he knows the moments when
to pounce on prey and when
to remain still. Some claim to
have brushed shoulders with
him, though they know nothing till they are
falling,
falling,
falling,
falling,
f
a
l
l
i
n
g,
dead.