SIXTY

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''So you must be the new messenger,'' I heard a familiar sinister voice and opened my eyes to see Typhon, talking to another version of myself.

The other version had red eyes like last time.

Artemis.

I stared at this Typhon as he looked more deadly and crazy even though this was a dream.

'or memory,' I thought because this feels vivid.

His hand, in a choking position, toward Artemis, as She was struggling in the air.

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