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    Gustave felt a wave of anxiety as he put the key in the lock to open the door of his apartment.

    Something felt wrong.

    It was nothing he could immediately put his finger on but he had learned to trust his intuition in these matters.

    He stood still and listened, his senses heightened and alert.

    Was that a faint cackle he could hear in the distance?

    He held his breath. There it was again. A cackle. Definitely a cackle, but an unusual cackle. His scientist brain began to assess the parameters of the cackle. It was a dry, reverberating cackle. A non-conformist, discordant cackle. It was a cackle with intent.

    Evil intent.

    “Good God,” he whispered , “It’s the Contumacious Cackler”.