Complete the short story/flash fiction, that has the following first paragraph:
“You won’t find what you’re looking for in there,” said the voice from the corner of the room. I froze. I had checked the room before entering and it had been empty. Now there was something, no, someone, sitting in the leather chair in the corner. Sitting there, watching me try to pick the safe. I had heard nothing. Felt nothing. As I turned I realized that robbing the High Wizard of Chicago was probably not the wisest thing I could have done on Halloween.
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