Epilogue

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Colin's eyes went to the ground. He was scared, she touched his cheek "Or you can find me a mirror and I will check myself" he let out a sign of relief.

The thought that she would too, be used as an Incubator for these monsters was more than she could take. She was already picturing It, ripping through her flesh. Going on a killing spree.

God, how she hated knowing what she knew. How could she live in this world. If this Is what shook her very foundations.

Please God, not me. Praying to whatever deity would listen, please let this wound just be that. A wound.

Colin held the mirror to her, although turned away, as she cut out her stitches. They both looked into her flesh. Her eyes wide with panic. He turned slowly, hoping she was panicking for nothing. His mouth gaped as he reflected her very expression. They both said one simple word that embodied their current situation "Shit!" 

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