Chapter 9 - You Are A Liar

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"HEY! Stay away from me! Don't come near!"

"Cameron?... why?.... but you are my.... friend..."

"No you're not! You are no friend of mine!"

"Cameron..... stop.... you are my friend...."

"Stay away! You are not my friend! I have already told you that!"

"Stop..... please..... stop..."

"NO! GET. AWAY. FROM. ME."

And that was what actually happened, and after he said that, he stabbed Alex in his heart and pulling it out. Falling onto the floor, Alex looked at Cameron for one last time, and lost consciousness, Cameron then put his body in a bag and carried it to the trunk of his car. Once he reached the city, he threw the bag in a dumpster and left, but still also left the knife he used in his car, but he of course, didn't think much of it. 

He then goes to work the next day and acts completely normal like nothing had ever happened, people continue to like him and treat him well, and those same people also have forgotten about Alex all together, this cheers up Cameron as he got rid of Alex with Xorus along with the rest of the other anomalies, and peace returns to Ozrando once again.

For a while at least.

"̶̲͓̞̹̥̫́͐̀̆͂͝͝͝Ș̶̦̱̗̟̞̳̤̋̅͛̿̐ͅǒ̷̡͕̦͗̕ ̴̢̞͓̗̼̯̩̔̈́ẁ̸͉̭͉̺͒̈́̔̈́̐ḧ̴̦̦̞̗̗̫̈́ͅä̷̧͓̮̝̬́͒̀̓̐̔̈́͊̕͝ẗ̸̛͚͙̰̖̞̙͙̩̩̜̒ ̴̛͈̦͈̜̫̼͒͛̚͠h̵̨̬̩͍͖͖̱͌̄̐̈́̈́͂̕̕ǎ̵̟̬̬͒͆̉̈́p̶̗̰̳̦͍͈̾̐͌̊̏͒p̶̰̣̠̝̏̓̈́̋ȩ̸̦͖͕̘̌̀͒n̸͇͎̜̝͙̗̟̥̓̓ȩ̵̛͕͉̝̝̱̬̘̦̯̜͊̋̓͂̾͂̂̅̚͝d̴̤͔̬̫͈͙̭͓̀̅͒͛͜͠͝ ̶̨̧̝̼̹̳̬̈́̈͑t̶̺̦̜́̿͂ͅǫ̷̡͇̬̘͇͒̕ ̴̳̖͖͔̐ͅy̷̡͕̣̮̜̌͐͐̋́̄̈́̓̔͝o̴̡̠̙̦̹̭̪̳͊̑͐̓̒̽̕̚ṷ̷͈̺̋̏̍̆̒̃̋͛̔͘r̶̪̤̗̮̠̫̮̓͛̕ͅ ̵̺͇̝̱̫͍͈͎͓͗̎́̀̿̈́͛̊͋̂̽h̶̲̘̔̃̆͌o̷̯͍͓̠͚͌̀́̿̈́͊̕̚s̶̡̳̩̠̺͈̺̤̺͈̒͗̀ͅt̸̯̖͈͙̰̰̣̫̿͌͒͝?̸̡̞͓̜̪͇̽̈͌̏̏͝͝ͅ"̵̞͂͛͒̏͋̌̈́͜

"He had his heart pulled out by a knife."

"̷̣̩͊̀̊̔͜͝I̴̫͈̗͓̬͎͂̽̈́̓ş̵͇̳̦̗͚̰́͑̾̑͜ ̶̧̛̪̥͍͍͒̉̍̄̑̔̀̆̽͝ͅt̴̡̻̠̜̮͈͉̟̿̐͋h̷̖̀̐̃͘͝ą̷̨̠͔͈͔̣͉̥̟̇͋͗͐̈́t̸̡̼̥̣͚͚̦́̈̀́͋́͗̐̏͛̕ ̵̢̛̠̠̥̻̗͗͑̅̇̈́̏͂̽̚͠s̶̬̣̣͙̤̍́͊͠o̷͖̲̣̥̓̂̾́̓̆̑?̷̖͓̑̍"̸̛̤͇̀̍̉͒̅̊́͛̊͘

"Yes, it is."

"̶̡̢̡̙̜̟̝̩̺̘͑̈́̚͜Č̸̬͇̮̰͍̰̯̱̹̌̾̈̅̕ͅơ̶͖͎̦͐̊̄͒̅͒́͘̚ư̶̳͕̭͑̄͒̍̑ḽ̴̳̙͙͉̗͖̥͋̐d̴̡̨̟̫͈̙̮͒̇͜ ̴̨̺̠̖͖̩̞̹̙͋̅̔̉̽͛̚͝ỳ̵̧̱̍̃̐o̵̖̯͈̘̾̍͗̍̊͐̈͜ų̸͇̹̮̺̬͈̱͂̎̒̊̓̏̂͑͗̔ ̷̨̜̮̻͉̼̳͒̍̓͊̐̃̎̒̏͜r̵͕̘͙̝̫̬̺͆ȅ̷̡̙̟̫̙͔͇̿͜͝p̶̨͍̖̰̘̠̆̂͑̾̄̍̾̑́͜͝a̴̛̛̠̟̥̦͈͈̋̋̐̍͗͛̓̆́ḭ̷̝̰̩͙̘͇͎̒̔́͋͌́́͘͠ȑ̴͍ ̴͇̠̲̏̋̾̈́͠h̵͖͓̠̖͔̰̯͖͈̑̏̉͝ͅĭ̶̘̫͓̥̼̱̦ş̷̞̝͖̞͈̦̞̯̈́̐̋̃̌̊͝ ̴̡̛̬̱̹̌̒̑͆ḩ̸̨̨̫̖̦͚͆͋̄͐e̵̛̛͇̳̥̻̯̞̪̟͌̇̕͠ͅa̴̰̠̳̅̓̅̐̾̃́̄ͅṛ̶̢̫̰̱͓̩̓͆͆̓͘̕t̸͈̲͖͚̺̬̠̳͙̝̎͒̐́́͘ͅ ̵̨̯̥̥̝͎̙̰̭̑̿͂į̷̬̖̮̑͐̎̋̿̽̂̕͝͠ḟ̷̢̮̬͈̙̼̌̚̕ ̷̧̙̻̺̯̣̠͖̽̔̔́̚y̴̨̢̰͕͚̺̼͕͇͙͒̈́͛̽̍̈́̂͜o̴̜͇͔͕͚̟͔̟͋̉͂͜u̸̢̲̰̙̙̖̮̥͒̅ ̴̲̂͆c̸̡̢̛̱̳̮̥̞̜̖̎́̉̑̎̀̇͜͜͠â̴̢̼̟n̸̜̩̲̱̥̰͔̣͋̈́̂̆̄̈͜͜?̴̧̤̣̰̠͓̦̠̠̤̋͆͊͐̅̐͠"̵̫̭͉̙͎̹̙̟̭͍̽̈́̉̀̋̅́͜͝

"No, I can't. It would be impossible as like I said, his heart was pulled, to repair it, I need his heart not pulled out"

Ą̷̧̡͓̙̟̻̫̜̮̝͕͓͇̱̱̥͓̮̖̞̗̦̠̰̜͉͚̞͌̈́̒̄͋̀͌͛͌̍͒̽̌̃͗͂͘͜͜͝ļ̵̧͎͚̖̰̠͈̑̇̿̄͊̌̈́̕͝r̸̡̢̯͓̯̮̦͚͇͔̝̬̭̙͉͚͌̏͐̚͜͠͝í̶̢͉̙͙̝̬̘̮̙͖̞͒̈̎̀̊͗̔̀̔̓̿̐͆̐̾̌͘͠͠g̸̛̮͗̆̆̀̑̔͋̏͑͐̍̏͊͑̈́͗̋͐̐͐̀̈́͝͝h̶̡̧̛̻͇̯͉͔̹̠̲͖̣̖̦̠͇̲͚͙̝͕̼̩̥̭͈͎̭̞͖̲̮̯̀͌̽͒̍̄̑͐̌̓̍͛̃̾̓͋̓̍̾́̏̍͂͆̈́͛̄̽̂͝͠ţ̴̨̨͓̰͙̪̣̤̦̝̳̗͚̞̖̩̬͖̺̯͍͓̰̯̻̳̪͚͍̹̈͐̋̈̊͗̈̍ͅͅ,̸̛̛̛͈̜̮͉̠̻̿͂͛̄͌́̎̉̿̈̿̾̃́̎̈́͒̐̇͆̌͛͌̂̚͝ͅͅ ̷̧̢͔̺̹̗̣̫͎̙̭̭͉͈̼͇̖̻͇̫̺͍͓̆̊̈́̆́͌͊̀̀͑̾́̍̑̔̾̂͊͌͝͝͝͠I̶̧̡̥͓̳̰̪̺͈̝͈̞̣͔̙͎͇̓̏̈́̊͌̒̒̅̇̈́̓̄̈́̕̚͜'̸̡̡̨̩͙͕̲͖̥̫͕͈̅͒̓́̀̿̄̌́̈́̕ͅl̴̢̳̦̥̣͕̻̪̞͉͈̫̹͖̲̖̮̮͚̾̈́̈́̒̈̿͌̕̚͜ͅļ̴̡̢̛̖̫̣̪̺͖̝͚̖̹̙̣͚̩̥̦͈͎̪̺̎͒̃͌̿̽̽̿̈̄̄͐͝͠ ̴̡̻͈̟̞̰̭̼̦̹̱̻͈̬͙͍͍̘̺͕̲̠̥͚̬͔̈́̓͂̔̎̓̋͌͛̀̈́́̆͒̒͆͗͛͠͠͝d̸̢̧̢̹̺̭͈̟̺͍͈͈͈͕̪̟͎̼͉̩̳̲̅̌͋̈́͌̓͌̏̑̄̈́͌͑͒͛̍͒̉͋̊͠o̵̧͔̠̹̮̗̞͉̰͚̰͗̓͂́́̅͜ͅ ̴̞̘̳̊͋̽̒̅̆̅̕į̴̪̯͖̟̲̤͉̙̒̄̚t̸̨̨̗̳͈͉̮̭̖̞̦̲̭̪͔̪̳̣̼̮̜̪̪̹̻̆̐̾̏̾̓͒͊͋̾͗̑̈́͆͗̀̈͛͋͑̾͋̇́̀͒̈́̊̑̄͋̒͜͜ ̷̨̧͉͖͙̼͖̪̩̞̼̰̪̺̦̤̮̰̱͑͌͊͂̂̿͐́̃̅̈́̉̑̅̇́̀̕̚͝͠m̸̢̪̺͚̬̝̣̣̺̼̝̯͓͈̞͔͎͓͈̞͇̄̅͗̽͆̌̋͜͜y̵̡̧̘͖͙̦͔̜͙͇̻̭̳̠̱̙̹͈̫̜̭̯̮̒̓͜͜͜s̴̛͖͎̹̹͚͉̝̣̰̙̦̮͙̰̝̠̯͍̈́͛͋̑͂̆̾̿̋̀̊̆̕ȩ̸̢̭̫͔̘̥̞̻͉͚͖̎̉̊̔͊͒̉̄͐́̃͂́̈́̾̍́̿̾̀͊͊̕͘͘͜͠l̵̮͈̍̇̾̐̔̒̾͗̓̆͝͝f̸̢͚̟̞̼̬̜̻̺͎̜̀͌̊̅͗̔͆̐̓͊͛͛͒͒̎̍͌͘͝͠

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