Trust Your Instincts

Yesterday, I had a premonition that someone was trying to kill me. It was like an itch in the small of my back where someone had their laser sights on me: Time to activate my ‘Evasive Action Protocol’.

I spent the day hugging the shadows and avoided eye contact with strangers. No matter what I tried, I couldn’t shake off the feeling of impending doom.

 Finally, I went on the offensive, set some traps, and hid in my panic room.

Today, I found a dead baby in one of my traps. He had pretty angel wings and a broken bow.

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