Page 140 of Hunt for You

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God, another attention seeker. If you really wanted to die, you’d just do it without all the fanfare.

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I rolled my eyes and was about to shut it down, but I’d already scrolled down when another comment caught my eye.

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I already know how to make you come alive.

Link.

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My heart began to slam against my ribs—my mind tripping back to the very first time Cain commented on my original post:I know how to make you feel alive.

It was him. It had to be.

But my pulse ratcheted even higher when I saw the two commentsbeneathCain’s.

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DM me.

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I understand. Check out my gallery:Link.

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With shaking hands I quickly clicked into the two new profiles and saved the links, took screenshots of the messages, then DMed the first guy nothing but a question mark, and the second guy a single line telling him I was going to look into it and get back to him.

Then I went back to Cain’s message.

I bit my lip, wondering whether he’d just repeated his earlier message to make a point, or if there was something deeper.

But when I clicked the link, it took me back to our DM thread.

How the hell had he done that?

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***SYSTEM NOTE: CHAT ENCRYPTED END-TO-END. ENSURE ALL ACCOUNTS ARE LOGGED OFF BEFORE DISCONNECTING.***

DeadGirlWalking:Is this supposed to be funny?

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I waited, heart pounding, but he never replied, and the message never said that he was typing.

I was groaning to myself for being hopeful and about to click out again when my computer pinged because the other guy had replied to my message. And the darkest part of me squeezed.

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***SYSTEM NOTE: CHAT ENCRYPTED END-TO-END. ENSURE ALL ACCOUNTS ARE LOGGED OFF BEFORE DISCONNECTING.***

TheClowne:You for real?