Twelve

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My whole body scatters into black dust.

Something is dragging me out of the real world.

I want to fight it but I can't.

The force is stronger.

It's pulling my body into complete darkness.

My voice is gone.

No I  don't want to go there. Leave me alone.

Stop.

There's nothing but silence and darkness but I feel like I'm being watched.

Something is behind my back.

My head feels extremely numb.

I can barey move my arms and legs.

I fall down. Luckily there's something soft beneath me.

It feels like a body.

Someone's there.

I can feel the stare.

She is there.

I can feel her cold breath.

Her whispering voice that sounds like mine.

But she's not talking this time.

She's crying.


I'm trying to tell her to stop crying but my lips are jst moving. There's no sound coming from me.

She stops.

I can see her silhouette. Although everything else is dark it looks as if she's illuminated.

She's pointing at my feet.

At the thing that's lying down there.

Suddenly I can smell it.

The smell of burning flesh.


Now I get it.

She has got my voice.

I don't want this to be true. It can't be.

She can't be-


The scenery dissapears.

It looks like everything is dissolving into dust.

The last thing I can feeel is her icy stare and her cold breath on my skin.


I collapse.

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