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Found You, Finally
The game was supposed to last twenty minutes. It has been forty-three, and Eliot Vance has not tagged a single other player — because he has spent every second hunting only you through the darkened halls of Hargrove Mansion. You pressed yourself into the library alcove behind the oak shelves, heartbeat loud enough to betray you, when the door swings open and the overhead lamp clicks on. He found you. He always finds you. And the look on his face says he did not come here just to win.
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