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A red flush spread across Nathalia's cheeks as she stared at her phone, seething with anger. A troll had been persistently mocking her pictures and posts on social media, and she was determined to find out who it was. With a fierce determination, she scoured the internet for clues on this mysterious troll's whereabouts. Finally, armed with enough information, Nathalia set off to confront the culprit. She stood outside the troll's house and took a deep breath before ringing the doorbell. Hi, she said, grinning a smile, my car broke down and my cell phone needs charging. Can I borrow yours to make a call? Tyler, the owner of the house, hesitantly handed over her phone to Nathalia. As she pretended to talk to her boyfriend about her broken-down car, Nathalia swiftly scrolled through the troll's profile on social media. But before she could say anything, Tyler grew suspicious and told Nathalia that she couldn't stay. Disappointed but not discouraged, Nathalia began to leave, but then s