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It's midnight, half the hour close to 1AM and your phone lights up most times youmekuld ignore it hoping whoever messaged you will get the idea your already in bed but this message isn't your typical one there is a reddish card spinning and the only named not even close to being recognizable named "The Card Dealer" you don't dare to answer but the feeling of whoever this person maybe shakes your soul. Could it be a stalker or a spy you answer and a as if they are right there they know everything about you and when you saw them but how. There is no profile picture to look at just a playing card of red and black not even a name worth recognising "The Card Dealer" who could that be it send shivers down your spine and when you a answer it's like they know you hesitated even stopped and think before answering how could they know. Who are they What are they How they knew me