Author's note:
I know that this is a short chapter but sometimes it can't be helped!
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Chapter two
As Xander fled from his 'friends' and their futile attempts to save him from himself in the process sending him onto the streets of Sunnyhell and the five graveyards he had to pass to get home and the inevitable argument when he got home before his parents drank themselves into their nightly stupor.
He knew that he didn't have the best home life but they were his parents.
As he slowly passed one of the more dangerous section of his trek home passed the largest, and thus more things that considered him a tasty after dinner snack. On the subject of things that go bump in the night that want to eat him he caught sight of bleached hair glinting in the moonlight as it darted between headstones.
He heaved a sigh, his stalker had arrived.
In a quite different setting another was dealing of a stalker of a different sort.
Paging Doctor Gregory House. Report to Doctor Cutties Office Immediately!
As the announcement passed though the hospital vitriol filled curses could be heard by those who knew where to hear them and were unfortunate enough to be in the vicinity.