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Kanda got up, sheets twisting off of his body and onto the messy bed.Moonlight spilled across the floor of the dismal, gothic room through the stained glass windows. The night was cool, almost frigid for a fall. It was a night that pressed against everyone's warmth, robbing it, a creeping presence unneeded in the already cooling weather. "Che," sounded Kanda, irritated. The cold was something he was used to, but tonight it was an unwelcome disturbance. He stood in front of the window, watching the moon move through the night. Kanda could have slept through the cold if he must, but for some reason, he felt restless. As if he were missing som