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The Perfect Stranger
Category: Thriller
A knock at the door changed everything.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The end.