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The music shifted—something old, something with a 6/8 time signature that pulled at the marrow. She found him immediately. Her eyes were the color of rusted bells. She extended a hand.

She tilted her head, and for one second, the strobe caught her shadow—not attached to her feet, but leading her, pulling her like a marionette with frayed strings. DancingReaper -v1.02- -WOD-

"I am version 1.02," she said. "The first one crashed. Too fast. Too much reaping. Now I take my time." The music shifted—something old, something with a 6/8

She stepped forward. Leo swung.

Leo drew his silver knife from his sleeve. "What are you?" The music shifted—something old