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[courtcat]

“They come through the tubes, you know,” she said in a near whisper, glancing around as if something might hear her, might take offense to what she's said. “You think they're cute and harmless, that they're just having a good time or whatever, but you're wrong. They come through, and when they do? They're the opposite of what you think.”

The young woman, if she was old enough to be called that – it was difficult to tell given her too-thin form and the resulting lack of curves – clearly believed what she was saying, to the point that she pulled the hood of her ragged sweatshirt over her hair of some indeterminate shade that can only be described as 'hair-colored' and ducked into the shadows created by the fabric.