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The air was cold and permeated through out the house. Some one had left the door open. This didn't seem to bother the black haired woman standing at the door. It was flung nearly off it hinges and the woman was huffing. Her anger was the only thing keeping her warm. What she was angry at? Well out in the snow was a very confused man, his black hair contrasting deeply with the snow. His equal black eyes were open wide like he had seen a ghost. He turned from the naked woman and fled.
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