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Taken In Plain Sight

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  I wasn’t supposed to be in that part of the market. It was one of those crowded weekend rushes. People brushing past you, sellers shouting over each other, the smell of spice and sweat hanging thick in the air. I was just trying to get through quickly, head down, phone in hand. That’s when someone grabbed my wrist. Not lightly. Tight. Urgent. I turned, already annoyed, ready to snap at whoever thought that was okay. It was a woman. Older. Mid 40s maybe. Her grip didn’t loosen. “Daniel,” She said. I froze. I hadn’t told anyone my name. I hadn’t spoken to anyone since I got there. “Daniel, there you are,” She said again, louder this time. “Why did you run off like that?” “I think you’ve got the wrong person,” I said, trying to pull my hand free. Her grip tightened. “Stop it,” She whispered, her expression not changing, her smile fixed like it was painted on. “Don’t do this here.” My chest tightened. “Let go of me.” People were starting to look. “She’s your mother, isn’t she?” A man...
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Feed The Baby

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 The first time they heard about the baby, it sounded like a joke. “Just leave food outside your door every night, it keeps the baby calm.” They said casually. Marcus laughed. “What baby?” The neighbor didn’t smile. “You’ll hear it.” That night, around midnight, they did. A soft crying drifted through the corridor. Elena clutched Marcus’ arm. “That doesn’t sound like a normal baby.” He nodded slowly. It didn’t. The crying stretched too long without breath, warping into something almost human. Then came a faint knock on their door. Three soft taps. They froze. Another knock. Slower this time. The crying stopped. Silence swallowed the hallway. Marcus exhaled. “Probably someone messing with us.” But Elena wasn’t convinced. The next morning, they found a small plate outside their door. Empty. Clean. No crumbs. No residue. Just empty. That evening, their neighbor knocked. “You didn’t leave food,” He said. Marcus frowned. “We thought you were joking.” “I wasn’t.” Elena crossed her arms. ...
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