CHAPTER 91

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Then I haunt the corridor naked for a while, wishing Ebony would show up and save me from this fate. But she doesn't because this is really it for me. So I return to my room and grab my pen one last time.

Dear Mary,

You are in a really dark place right now. And no doubt you are afraid. But the one thing I need you to understand is that only lost souls are afraid of the dark. They fear corridors at night because they seem to go on forever. Yet, you haunt those corridors in search of melodies that lay buried in your mind. But you'll never be free until your dead rises from its abyss and plants a holy kiss upon you. When that day comes, will you let go of this world? Will you follow the shadow through time and come to know your true self?

If the answer is yes, then become one with the darkness. Clasp its hand and let its holy veil fall over you. See darkness as a place where the seed goes to gather strength and breaks through to blossom in the real sunlight; yet, even as it does, its roots still hold on tight to the darkness below, or it will die. Therefore, grasp the darkness that leads you to the light but does not abandon itself. Only then can you eat everything that is laid out on the table before you.

Whose words are these? I didn't write them. It has to be the image in the mirror that looks back at me. She must be putting these thoughts in my head, making me write things I don't understand. But what if she's right? What if I follow the shadow and get close to the image that always stands behind her? The one who dwells in the darkest parts and simply stares.

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