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The Blood Diaries Chapter 1 The man's name never reached the papers or the evening news. He probably worked as a plumber or something. On this night he crept across the grimy black of a rooftop. Orange and green industrial lights gave it a glaze. He sauntered across dressed in black wool. The outfit he'd likely made out of a couple of sweaters. He carried a parcel and tried to be gentle, but he wasn't accustomed to that. The roof had guards, although they weren't exactly motivated. The creeping man reached a spot between four tall vent ducts and set down his parcel. It clanked on the thin metal. One of the guards muttered "Was that you