Cleansing of the mind or of their souls?

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The group of young adults stare into the space of their delusion , not sure of what to say next to each other after the announcement given by Priscilla's father. "I have to alert my men" Milo begins, his movements to the door quickening, the clicks of the door knob slightly masking the sound of his departure . Priscilla sits in silence her eyes red with clear drops running down her smooth brown skin. Xyla is beside her probably thinking of what to do or say next. "Something isn't right.." Priscilla mutters, a strong feeling of fear lurking in the air they inhale.

Eden
I scoff at Priscilla's sentence , getting up from my kneeled position and holding eye contact with Xyla who seems to be in a confused trance , probably trying to figure out how to get into the streets without being attacked. She immediately rises and points towards the door her body drifting before we can process her movements . Xyla's eyes now paint black as she exits and out into the street I peek through the window ignoring the strong tug from Priscilla until I give in and start to jog into an alleyway catching a small glance of Xyla's Snow White hair. "Where the fuc-"

The stench of disease and garbage reeks from the alley , the duo slowly walking behind Xyla who's body is slightly drifting in the air as if gravity was in the grasp of her hands. Eden and Priscilla capture the beauty of Xyla's powers . The little tingles of her fingers protruding a hard gust of wind that almost takes them in. Her mouth moving , speaking unknown words . She now stands on the crackled cement her blackened eyes losing its darkened color , she looks around to meet the eyes of Eden and Priscilla her hands fiddling as she speaks . "Something spoke to me..we need to take the back roads..". Her voice ends in a whisper of whispers and the faint sounds of gunshots alerts them to start moving and heading to meet Alaric himself.

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