My home has been broken into. Although the police can't be sure, they doubt that the attacker's fingerprints are on their system. The DNA and bloodwork also seem to have turned up nothing, as of yet.
Nothing appears to have been stolen, but a note was left on my desk. A riddle, of sorts, though so primitive it may have been written by a child.
How do hands talk? Feel.
Who's name rhymes with Lenny? Jennifer's.
What do you find useless? Is it... Pain?
"Feel Jennifer's pain"... And on the back, written in binary is a message which translates to "She's-out-there"
Apart from the first message which can be deduced, the fact that whoever this hollowed fool is may actually know me is rather... Uncomfortable. I've had the locks changed, naturally. But I don't think I can resist the Giant, should he come for me.
For now, keep away from the shadows, clean your teeth, brush your hair, and stay safe.
~/Survivor/
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