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Paranoia

You race home as fast as you can, running all the way, panting as you go through the door and throw the camera on the couch. "Albert!" you yell, hoping that he has gotten back. Fred pops his head out his room, hearing the tone in your voice, coming down. "What happened?" he asked without any surprise in his voice, knowing by now that your little group suffers more of these occurrences then is normal.

You tell him about the demon, and he is equally freaked out. "And he's expecting Angela, is he watching us? Oh God, this is bad." he says, pacing frantically.

"He's gotta be watching me," you say, "He said he's leaving you and Albert alone, not me. Why didn't I say to leave all of us alone?" You sit down on the couch, hands in your face, and hear a 'rip' as Fred's pants tear in the back. You jump up, and feel yourself again expecting to feel yourself getting fatter after that exchange. However, you don't feel anything. You are still in Fred's clothes, still tight on you. "Will you please get some of your own clothes!" says Fred, tired of your false alarms, "He said your curse is a dud, so stop." He is stressed out, as are you. "I'm gonna call Albert," says Fred, "Just, do something about your clothes and stay away form any mirrors."

You go up to your room, searching for the smallest set of clothing in your wardrobe. It's baggy as hell, and you have to keep pulling your pants up to prevent it from falling to the ground. You hear Fred in the other room, talking on the phone. You look at your tall mirror, and go over to it and take it off the wall, walking it down the stairs and putting it outside. You go around and do the same to all the mirrors in the house, expecting at any moment to see the demon in them.

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