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"What? was she doing here? And who is she,"
Saddler asked.
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Keres smiled at her husband, then gave a low
chuckle before replying. She watched, eyes eager on his for reaction as she
explained just who they had in their midst. His smile soon grew along with hers
and he let out a low chuckle.
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"We have had equally productive days it seems. They
let me in. They don't suspect me at all and eventually we will have, through me,
access to all of their monsters. Do you know how many poor creatures they have
captive?!"
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Keres sighed. "I can guess," she said
dryly.
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Soon she wandered to the window and resting her
hands on the ledge, stared out toward Victor Frankenstein's
dwelling.
I'm friends with the monster that's under my
bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my
head.
Hugin