[It's one thing to see that sort of smile in fiction but in real life it's incredibly creepy. He stares at it for a moment, then steadies himself-
fires his gun-
then runs around Cheshire, keeping the gun aimed at him and firing several more times as he passes, heading for a door he can see just a little ways beyond the cat.]
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fires his gun-
then runs around Cheshire, keeping the gun aimed at him and firing several more times as he passes, heading for a door he can see just a little ways beyond the cat.]