The Spector stopped when he suspected the people were watching him. He thought he was not hurting anybody just walking looking around where he used to live a long time ago. He thought one evening he might ask someone about a certain he was looking for, but he was afraid to in fear they will just run away when he was out and about. He thought tonight I am going to try ask someone about 513 Hazel and what happened there for that is what he was looking for just to relive some memories of his younger days in town.
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