T.W. sh,suicide threats,knife
Her body shook with exertion.Blood seeped from the deep,long slit in her wrist.The knife now held to her throat.She sucked in arduous,laboured breaths.Her face was twisted and tear soaked and her cracked lips parted and the voice of a wraith came out "If you don't help me, ill make it so that there is no me to help".Her eyes rolled back into her head and the knife clattered on the wooden floor as she fell into the old, overstuffed armchair behind her.
THIS ISN'T DIRECTLY LINKED TO THE CREATURE INSIDE BUT I FEEL LIKE THIS IS ALMOST AN UNINTENTIONAL PART TWO TO IT... IDK LMK WHAT YOU THINK
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