You sit down a moment and inspect your toe. Blood is spreading under the surface of your cuticle and the nail itself is bent backwards. You sit for a moment and hold your toe to try and stop the pain, unaware of the mysterious hooded man watching through your window from a distance.
"Hey, do you have to make me sound like such a creeper?"
"I'm the one writing this story and you are spying on the main character, it does make you seem a little creeperish."
"Whatever." Now without any further interruptions *looks accusingly at hooded man* lets get back to the story. The hooded man watches through you window, NON-creeper like, and observes. "So this is the one who will save this world, well I definitely hope she can toughen up, the challenges ahead are not for the faint of heart." The hooded man says. He turns his back and raises his hand, a shadow-like portal forms before him which he steps into and disappears.
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