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Case File 1-0-1,The Mimic
Our world is pretty normal right? Well not everything is how it seems,if the public knew what threats were really out there it would be nothing but pure violent gritty anarchy. I'm not normal but oh how i wish i was.
The rain was hitting the ground hard as I walked through the darkened night with nothing but street lights to light my way,as i'm walking down the sidewalk to my apartment i hear foot steps behind me. I freeze in my tracks and turn around seeing an older man around his 60's in a black suit with a hat and glasses on. "can i help you sir?" I get no response from the man starring directly at me so once again i ask. "can i help you sir?" All i hear is faint breathing as i begin to tense up then this deep inhuman voice pipes up. "I've been waiting for years to see you my child" The man starts laughing but this laugh is so sinister and evil that i begin to tremble with fear.
"If you run things will get much worse for you darling "The man smirks showing rows of razor sharp teeth almost like fangs,i decide to speak up. "you have the wrong person sir" I start to slowly back away from the strange man but he starts walking toward me. "your name is Delilah right?"
How this strange man knew my name i do not know but nevertheless i turn around and start running to my apartment until the man appears in front of me as i fall back on my ass. "What do you want from me? how do you know my name?" He lets out a almost demonic growl then proceeds to grab my arm with such force it feels like my bone is gonna be crushed into a thousand pieces as i wince from the insufferable pain of the mans grasp. "I told you not to run,now your gonna regret it.
I wake up in a place that smells like death as i put my hand on my head feeling intense pain. "ah your up goodie,now we can begin your transformation" I stare at the now blood red man with huge antenna's. "what are you?!" He laughs at me with that same deep voice. "as those insects or humans call me i'm what you call a mimic." I look at him in shock and gulp." "a mimic?"
"basically my job is to mimic an angel and devour dying souls sending them straight to hell" I sit up. "so you prey on the innocent and the dying?" He chuckles. "quick learner,i'm gonna have fun with you" I stand up and shout. "i'm not afraid of you!"
In the end i have learned that i too am a mimic and i hate it.
