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You there, Fang?

When I had caught h to type, I had grabbed my laptop and curled up onas the living room itself, and that&039;s just the way I liked it There was enough roo on here, and luckily h to want to cuddle with their mommy Even if Mommy had perpetual cold feet Hey, if I had to put up with Anthony&039;s farts, then they could put up with Mommy&039;s cold feet

A &039;s naned on Next, I saw hi pencil in the corner of the screen

You are upset, Moon Dance

Fang, like Detective Sherbet, was psychically connected to , especially if I opened myself up to him

Very upset

Tell e County, knew about the drained bodies and about the serial killer The papers were having a field day with this story, as were late-night talk-show hosts With the world currently in the grip of Twilightdrained of blood wasknew, I had been hired as a special consultant to the case, I siht&039;s adventures I also caught him up on the psychic hits I&039;d received

He was hanging upside down?

Yes

And he never got a good look at his killer?

No I think he had been rendered unconscious I only got a sensation of hi to consciousness

And when he did, he was hanging upside down?

Yes

Fang wrote: What else did he see before he was, you know

Killed?

Yes

I rubbed es, now forever iain I wrote: He didn&039;t get a good look He inging wildly upside down, trying to break free

His hands were tied?

I think so, yes