Chapter 8.

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                                                          *3rd persons view. Him*   There she was, sound asleep, looking so peaceful on the monitor's. She was unaware she was being watched. He just sat there staring at her while she dreamed away.  He had snuck into her apartment while she was at her friends funeral, almost was caught once by a knock on the door. He looked around her small apartment, taking in each detail, every inch and corner. Just a couch in the living room, no t.v. plant. nothing. He looked in to the kitchen, the basics. He slowly walked down the small hall. To his left was her bathroom, he peered in. Sink, toilet with a towel rack, and her tub, with a towel draped over the curtain. He continued to the last room in her apartment. He pushed the door open, to his left was her small closet, in front was her bed and a small table, to his right was her only dresser.   He dropped his bag and walked to her bed. He sat down, touching her blanket and pillows, looking around the room. He got back up still looking around the room. Then his eyes stopped at the closet door frame.  "This will have to do." He said to himself as he walked to his bag. In his bag was wireless camera's, so small, that if you wasn't up close, you wouldn't notice they was there.  He took out his custom drill, and began to make a small hole for the camera. It was a perfect view of her bed. He pulled his phone out to make sure it worked. On his phone he saw himself and her room. "Perfect"  He grabbed his bag and made his way into her bathroom. He looked around for a perfect spot, then he saw a small hole right below the shower head. He grabbed another camera and placed it in the hole. It fit perfect. He pulled his phone out once more to make sure the camera worked. Once again he saw himself and the full tub.  He picked his bag up again and walked into the kitchen and living room. He walked around trying to find a spot to put the last camera. Somewhere where he'd be able to see the whole area. He searched in the kitchen area. He seen a few spots, but went on to the living room. Nothing. He walked back into the kitchen. He had two options, place it above the stove or under the hanging cabinet. He stood there looking back into the living room, then back to the two spots. 
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