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[shufti]

Tonight, Shufti has taken her vampire hunting outside. There's been no new reports that she knows of, but she wonders whether the culprit feeds in bursts, like a python, then bides its time.

At least one victim was attacked out here, which means two things. Firstly, the vampire has been through the back door at least once or is a teleporter. Secondly, it could strike out here again.

She's well wrapped up, in a proper winter coat, hat and gloves, sitting up in a tree. She has a good view of the surrounding area, and is difficult to see in the early evening night, except for the occasional glint of light off her Security badge.

[tinytag: A Gothic Winters Tale]

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[shufti]

"Jools, it's called perspective."

[ohnoitsjools]

He scratches his head. "What's that, then?" he asks.

[shufti]

"The way things look smaller from a distance."

[ohnoitsjools]

"How's that happen, then?"

[shufti]

"It just does."

[ohnoitsjools]

He laughs slightly. "Weird."

[shufti]

"I suppose it is."