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The Perfect Stranger
Category: Thriller
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
A knock at the door changed everything.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The end.