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The disembodied sounding laughter, sent a startled thrill up his back that made him squirm in his battered old coat. Wasn't it a little late for kids to be out playing? He debated, walking forward almost on reflex, trying to put a body to that bright, childish laughter before he gave himself the creeps.
Maybe their parents were home. That would be something, he could always try and get permission for a quick shoot outside. Or if not it would be quick fodder for a little article on the site. He needed to update again.
"Hello?" He called out as he approached, wondering if anyone was watching him come up the walk, and reasoning with himself that surely the parents -must- be around if he could hear kids, as he brushed unkempt, dark brown hair from his face.