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They laugh, tonight, whispering as she moves, shadows dancing within shadows, seeking to trip and to tear, as if to say, run, run, little girl, run for your life, we know what you've done, we know what you are.
A shape floats in the middle of the lake, indiscernible from the shore, big enough to be a body but slim enough that it might simply be driftwood, too. The surface, save that single object, is completely still. ]