Jane Doe @MySkinIsTheKey

*Laughs, nodding @SkilledStryker in understanding* I think I've gotten so used to it now, I don't know what I'd do with myself without it.

For a few years? You must really like it.*Laughs, nodding @SkilledStryker* Let's just say I haven't seen a dull work day yet.

(c) light, I was getting out of here and finding a new place to hide*

(c) too big of a coincidence with the attack on me and my team earlier today. I couldn't risk it being for someone else, at first (c)

(c) wasn't addressed to me. Maybe it had been there a long time. Sitting down on the mattress, I raked my hands over my face. It was (c)

(c) was still secure. Pacing around the room, I wondered if I was just being paranoid. It was an old piece of paper after all. It (c)

(c) direction, but who could tell? I backed away from the window and ran to the door, double checking all the locks. Everything else (c)

(c) street light was down on the corner a block away, too far to make anyone out. There may have been some shadowy figures in that (c)

(c) someone have gotten in here from two stories down? It was two dark on the street below to make anything out. The closest (c)

(c) drawing it at the window. There was no one there, but I ran towards it and looked outside to the ground two floors down. Could (c)

(c) YOU CAN'T HIDE! I WILL ALWAYS BE ABLE TO FIND YOU! *My mouth fell open and I dropped the paper and grabbed for my gun, (c)

(c) could see there was writing on it. I pulled the page from the board and looked at the large block letters carefully* YOU CAN RUN BUT (c)

(c) one would be safe around me. As I turned from the window, I noticed the paper had laid flat against the bulletin board and now I (c)

(c) me. I wanted to be with #Kurt at the hospital right now. I wanted to stay with him, but until whoever came after me was dead, no (c)

(c) knew that the reason #Kurt was in hospital now because my other safe house had been compromised and someone was still after (c)

(c) into the waistband of my jeans and pushed the window down the rest of the way. I couldn't help laughing at myself a little, but I (c)

(c) window. It was barely cracked open, but just enough to let in a breeze to blow the paper. With a sigh of relief, I tucked my gun (c)

(c) tattered, waving just enough to make the noise I was hearing. My eyes continued to scan the space and I spotted a small (c)

(c) made my way closer to the far side of the room, I could see a small piece of paper on a bulletin board. It was old and a little (c)

(c) Moving swiftly now, I made my way through the large room in the direction the noise had come from. At first I saw nothing, but as I (c)