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Lucy couldn't help but wonder if she was being watched. The woman must have known she had stopped by the crime scene. She glanced at the sad dog next to her, flashes of the dead bodies and the blood-splattered walls coming to mind. Maybe it was fate she was given this ability and she was meant to stop other people from misusing theirs. For the first time in two days, she was starting to feel as if she had a purpose in the world. She gripped her cellphone tightly and finally spoke, [color=lightcoral]"Okay. I'm in... I'm gonna take a wild guess that asking who you are is a waste of time so I'll just start with asking what ability does this murderer guy have?" [/color] It was pretty crazy to just trust some random person on the phone but what else could she do? She glanced out the windows of the car, trying to find where the caller might be seated but she saw no one on the phone. Maybe this person had an ability too. Was it just becoming commonplace now?