Her hearing was phenomenal. Super sharp. It always was. It had to be. It was a defense mechanism growing up. When she would hide from the monster she needed her sense of hearing to be on point. She needed to even hear his nostrils flare. Today was no different.
Only today it was going to be harder to hide from the new monster. Today she was going to have to fight back.
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