She stood on the bus, striped trainers the label had faded or had been torn off but you guessed it was an N. She wore blue headphones and had a spiked Mohawk which she had shaven either side of her head. "No one noticed her," he said. "Perfect," you said. "Absolutely perfect" He and you went in tapped her with two fingers right between the shoulder blades and she fell on your arm. She looked thin and bony but weighed a ton or that's the gist of what you said. He and you ran carrying her. You went out of the subway up the stairs to the cold night, so cold it made the hairs on the back of your nice rise but you ran and didn't stop running until you came to the apartment. What were you going to do with her? He looked at you and gave you the nod. You woke her up and she was scared.
"Welcome to the Strange Society, you have been nominated," he said.
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