where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
The blade rips into his flesh as he cuts, using the knife like a saw, his bloody, torn flesh falls to the floor below him, and he laughs, staring at his reflection. "It was the words that drew us in, it was the night that sealed our sins, the devil smiled from somewhere afar, as …
The last 24 hours have been a mashup of moments, fractions of seconds, that when pieced together make no sense at all. I remember the man from the white room, the imposter, the book, the shadow, and, the little girl screaming, terrified and, and a woman, Clare? The rest seems like poorly sown together images, …
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He came to me again last night, the man from the white room, I don't know if I was sleeping or not, whatever was going on, whatever was happening, it didn't matter anymore. he smiled, smirked even, then told me more stories, more lies of a life I've never lived. He assured me what he told …
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