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Day 1,439

There's no-one you should be closer friends with than a cleaner. They've seen worse than you can possibly show them, heard worse than you can possibly say and wiped away more blood than you've ever seen in your life.

All it takes is a smile here, a kind word there and suddenly all the bodies are gone, the rooms are spotless and faintly lemon-scented and nothing can tie either of you back to the string of missing people. Truly there isn't a finer match made in heaven than a murderer and a cleaner.

If the pigs in neighbouring farms start gaining a little extra weight and the sale of bleach rises equally, well who'd even put two and two together? Nobody's complaining at a little more bacon or a bit more cash running through their businesses.

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