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*Note: Please be mature while reading certain parts*
Horizons 4
"Go to the Beseth Café at around 8 O'clock tonight. She always goes there Thursday nights. You'll have no problem getting in since only the rich go there."
"Thanks a lot Mimi. You're the best."
"I know. Just don't screw this up."
"I won't. I'd better get going, it's already 7:15. Later Mimi."
"Good-bye and good luck Matt."
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Sora walked up to the door and found an unmarked package. She curiously picked it up and walked into her sunny home. She looked around at her neat house. Hmmm…the maid did a beautiful job. She then walked into a room with a plush beige carpet. She set the package on a crystal coffee table in front of her black sofa.
Her deep purple dress gently caressed her ankles as she sat in the middle of her sofa. Soon, a box stood there naked, stripped of all its paper. A small envelope was taped to the top. The words, "look at package then read card" appeared that it was a typewriter that printed the words.
She hesitantly opened the box and pulled something out. It was a porcelain doll with raven hair reaching halfway down the back. Her deep red nightgown with the matching sheer robe with a rose button holding it together was exactly like Sora's. Her hands started to violently shake when she realized that the doll was a replica of Sora herself. What was eerie was the fact that the nightgown and robe had been customly made in Italy for her as a present. How could anyone see it? Unless the person had somehow evaded security. But how was that possible?
She then remembered the envelope and pulled out a light pink envelope. The lettering inside matched that of the card.
The card said, "Well, well, well my pretty little miss. How do you feel? Like the doll? I had a friend make this from a photograph of you, that I took one night. You see, Sora Takenouchi, being rich and famous isn't something that is always good. It makes you an easy target. But not only that…oops! I almost gave it away. Well now, I can't do that. I need to save something for the finale. Oh don't worry, this is only the beginning."
Sora dropped the card and shivered. She ran around checking to make sure all the windows were locked. She then called the police department, and looked around uneasily outside, as she waited for the police.
She pushed the intercom button near her door.
"Security."
"Hello Seth?"
"Yes, what's the matter Miss Takenouchi?"
"The police should be arriving."
"Oh? Why is the LAPD coming here? And what's wrong? You don't sound too good."
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"I should've known. Mimi set me up." He checked his watch. It was 10! And Sora wasn't there. He angrily whipped out his cell and dialed Mimi's number.
Ring! Ring!
"Hello?" greeted a cheerful female voice.
"Mimi, you lied to me. Sora's not here."
She immediately recognized the angry voice. "What are you talking about? She always goes there."
"Well I don't see her around." He scanned the crowd again and sighed in frustration.
"That's not like Sora. Something real important must have come up."
Matt's temper slowly dissolved as the feeling of concern settled in him. What would cause her to change her usual plans?
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"We checked the grounds and questioned your security guard. It just seems like a practical joke, as sick as it may be. I've seen this same threat before amongst you people," said Detective Otano. He was a tall well-built man in his mid forties. He wore a business suit and had a trench coat over it. He scratched his dull brown beard.
"So you think this is some joke?"
"Yes I've seen this before. It happened to Tom Gruise ten years ago and he's still around. But just in case, here's my card. Call me if anything else happens. Now take care of yourself."
"Thanks Detective Otano. I'll keep in touch."
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A pair of dark eyes watched the detective and the movie star converse. So my plan is working. Excellent. I truly am a genius. Sora, Sora, Sora. Wait until you find what else is waiting for you. Just wait and see. It is one surprise that you will be dying to see. A sly and conniving smile crossed the lips on the stalker, at the last thought. "Revenge is so sweet, people suffering, just what I want to see. I can't wait for the others to suffer as she goes through this and ends up dying a horrible death," the stalker whispered.
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Sorry that there is no romance yet, but give it time. I decided to spice things up, so I put in a little danger.
Will she ever come face to face with Matt? Will Matt ever get his one and only wish to be with her? Will the stalker succeed? Just who is this stalker and why does he/she want revenge? Will these questions ever stop? Will I ever stop annoying you all? Am I doomed to only ask questions? Does anyone know? When will I stop this insanity?
Find out in the next part of Horizons. Coming to a website near you.