Prologue

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"Don't look for me!" The TVs harsh words roused me from my sleep. The static buzz of the outdated monitor hurt my sore ears. It came on just in time to show a girl walking away. I couldn't see her well but what I did forced a gasp of astonishment. Those scars on her face... As the TV failed once again I reached up and felt my own marks from my encounter with Jimmy Casket.


(AN: Shiny here, one of my friends has a counterpart story called alone, please read it and follow her. Her username is speckkitty )

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