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Perhaps people don't see me. All they notice is my battered face. They glance and then, boom, they're gone—leaving me alone. Wearing a mask was my only choice—my only way to hide the truth. The truth was, I could never be a hero when I looked like a villain. "Hey, guys! Look, it's the weirdo!" I shuddered. I had no desire to deal with them today, especially on my birthday. "Sorry, Steve! I'm not doing this today!" I watched his brow knit and a wicked smile appear on his perfect face. I knew what that meant. RUN. "Get back here, Ben! You can'...
CONTENT: Mentions killing and drinking. No graphic details. ;) Time was ticking. Each moment passed one after another. I looked down the rain-covered street intently. Watching. Waiting."Sir?"I looked up from my watch. There was a woman about my age, soaked with rain, and most certainly the one I was waiting for."Yes?" I didn't think to say 'hello'. This wasn't the time or place for it. It was already five minutes after midnight. "Are you the detective?" She asked timidly, pulling at her soaked jacket. I nodded."Do you have the clue?""It's be...
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