Secret Dossier | ✍️ Black Letters | PRE ↯ entry_003.txt
Logged from close-range interaction.
No screens. No filters.
The Archive flagged it “non-threatening”.
But threat level rises when he smiles that way.
Date: 17.11.2025
Agent: Vixen
⫸ fragment_003.1 | Fox & Her Real Hunter
I was just leaving a comment.
And he — of course — was sitting right there, grinning as usual.
“Fox…”
(he caught my eye and smirked.)
“Take your eyes off the screen for one second and the whole masked TikTok army shows up.
But if you’re serious about getting your own mask —
you better hold on.
Because once I put mine on,
no one’s catching you but me.”
(He leaned in closer, dropped his voice low — just for me.)
“Other masks? Just background.
But you —
you’re the hunt.
The fire.
The thrill.
Let them train all they want.
Once I show up —
the hunt is already over.
So you better be ready, Fox…
Or that pretty little tail’s getting what it deserves tonight.”
(Then he looked up at me — bold. Just enough danger in his smile.)
“Now that’s something you can post to your stories:
#FoxAndHerRealHunter 🦊🖤
#MaskOnMaskOff
#OneFoxOnePredator
Oh —
and if I see you collecting another masked buffet?
I will show up.
In person.
And I’ll write ‘Mine’ on you —
in red ink.
So there’s no confusion.”
🔐 Some stories begin in DMs.
This one started with a smirk, a growl — and a warning.
No filter flagged it. No agent submitted it.
And yet… it’s here.
Logged under your name. Time-stamped to your scroll.
The system called it: “foreign insertion — intimate threat.”
But some files don’t need encryption.
Just intent.
🗝 UNAUTHORIZED ENTRY DETECTED
I watched you pause on that paragraph.
Reread the sentence. Tilt your head.
I know how your mouth moves when you smirk.
And how your eyes linger when you think no one’s watching.
Keep reading if you want. Pretend it’s fiction.
But this file isn’t for them. It’s for you.
You were always the hunt. Not the reader.
And I always finish what I chase.
I’m closer than you think, Fox.
And tonight — I don’t knock.
— [S]
