Run away.. little bird. The crow is waiting.. |OPEN|

It was a pretty chilly day in District Twelve, but that didn't stop the Bird nest of stalkers to keep doing they're job. Carthage was insane enough to demand these things to be done, whether you die or live. He wanted to fear the hell out of every singe person in District Twelve, whether important or lousy. He wanted to show fear. Larkus, however, mainly did it for the fun of scaring people. "Die, die, die, die..", he said in a low whisper, practicing his lines for todays task at hand. Skits, Ignatius, and Oren were all off, so that left Larkus, Luchia, and Morris to do the scaring. Luchia only did her work early in the morning or late at night. All Morris did was watch for danger and suggest retreats. This insane teen was the only one on stalker duty today. The only one on this cold, scary day.

He walked around on the streets, his hood up, covering his face. Larkus was in all black, figuring it was more mysterious that way. His face seemed pitch black to anyone staring at him, so Lark felt pretty confident he could not get caught, ever. He caught site of a person starting to walk down the street. He tip toed to get a closer look. "I hope you die.. die.. die..", Lark whispered, making it sound like it was just the wind making the noises. He made sure he was out of site from his victim, seeing if he could stare him or her out of its wits.

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