where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
Warriors four were we, linked as one but born as many, we few, we many, we friends, we lived, we witnessed, we bore things into existence that time will hate us for, but we four, we few, we many, we friends, we mirrors of one, we will live again, and again with each new recital, …
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Revive the beast for it is needed, as this words tumbled like an uncoordinated child on a towering slide, the closer it comes to the final dismount, the greater the fear collects in its being, the joy, the fear, the unprecedented display of life unknowing, so revive the beast and let it come play, for tomorrow, yesterday …
"Why would he interfere, he's the one who contacted me in the first place," Sophie says as she gets wearily to her feet. "These things that're happening can't be anything more than doctors manipulation, maybe he's watching on the outside, playing with us like we're his FUCKING own personal toys!" Jarvier hisses through clenched teeth …
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“So correct me if I’m not following you correctly, but Jarvier, the hero from the original story is now working for the thing he tried and died several times trying to stop in the first story, right?” “That’s how it seems to be going,” he replies coldly. “But why?” “What do you mean by why?” …
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“Can you understand me?” Jarvier says as he grabs a handful of Sophie’s hair and pulls it back. “J-Jar?” She says softly as a wicked smile grows across her face. Jarvier let’s go and takes a step back in shock. “What, you don’t want to be my valentine anymore?” Marilyn says as she slowly shuffles …
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“What the FUCK do you mean you don’t know? I knew it was a bad idea letting you drive after what happened at the patrol station. FUCK!” Glenn yells as he thrusts himself back in his seat and looks over Sophie in disbelief. “I, I just don’t know. One minute I was. Wait, why do …
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She slowly takes Javier’s hand and he pulls Sophie to her feet. ”S-S-So all this is a dream?” She asks. ”Sure, if it’ll make you play along,” Jarvier replies as he quickly drags her down through her apartment and out into the hallway. “If it’ll make me play along? I don’t want to play along …
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The darkness wraps around her naked body like a blanket of blades, tearing into everything she is until she no longer hears her own cries. It’s at that point that it releases her and she sits up in her bed, sweat pouring from her flesh like an overflowing bath tub. The door to her bedroom …
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Gunfire rips through the air and Glenn’s twisted lifeless corpse crashes to the ground in a bloody heap. Sophie screams louder as Jarvier moves swiftly from out of the shadows, his revolver still at the ready. “WHO ARE YOU!” She screams as she shields herself with her hands in hope of protecting herself against further …
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"Why can't you just tell me what you want instead of taunting me with these impossible riddles you amuse yourself with!" Javier says as he launches himself to his feet and defiantly stares the beast down. "What the HELL do you mean by me being Rudolph?" It sniggers deeply as its already malformed face twists …
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