PREFACE

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I had never given much thought to how I would die. I mean, one of the top fears known to man is death, but I don't think I have ever thought about it. Even through the years of torment from others, which could usually lead to thoughts of suicide, death has never once crossed my mind. Well, until now.

I stared, with my heart thumping at a million miles an hour, across the large room of mirrors into the dark crimson eyes of the beast crouched in front of me. The feeling of terror ran across my eyes, as the beast stared back at me with a smirk, thinking about what he was about to do.

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