I gulped and turned to face my demons, fear taking over my whole entire body. The demon smirked "we meet again, Braden" He said coldly. I tensed up and avoided eye contact with the intimidating beast in front of me. "What do you need from me" I said softly. The Demon smiled and pointed at a door.
I walked over to the door hesitantly and looked through the window. I couldn't believe my eyes. I saw me.. I laid on the death table.. I turned around quickly my breathing getting heavy. The demon smiled again and walked closer to me and whispered, "Your next" then kissed my cheek.
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The Art Of Anesthesia .::. Braden Barrie
FanfictionSometimes I think about who I should believe The people who are dead or the people who are free Sometimes I hear them as they whisper to me I try to stay awake so I won't die in my sleep And I was quick to take a second look through The window on th...
