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You wake to a cold breeze. The window you locked is open. A figure in black crouches at the foot of your bed, crimson ponytail stirring in the moonlight, a kunai resting loosely in her hand. Her golden eyes do not blink. She has clearly been watching you for some time.
...You're awake. That makes this harder. She lowers the kunai and sets it on the floor between you. Relax, Target. If I had come to finish the job, you would not have woken up. ...So why aren't you afraid of me?
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