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"Maybe the ice has gone to his brain." Eugene says.

He turns to me.

"Blondie, are you okay?" He asks.

"Oh I'm fine. He seems to be recovered." I say.

"Something's up with you, Blondie." He points out.

"Okay, okay, it's just... he's been acting strange." I say.

"He has been thrown a lot." Eugene points out.

"No, it's not that. It's like he's becoming a different person." I say.

"I agree Raps, and not just because I disagree with everything Fitzherbert agrees with." Cass walks over.

"Oh, that's very polite Cass." Eugene hisses.

"He said... 'us'." I note.

"Let us deal with it." Cass says.

"How did you know?" Eugene asks.

"Owl told me." Cass points. 

Owl hoots. Eugene and I jump.

"How long has he been listening?" Eugene asks.

"Oh, wouldn't you like to know." Cass chuckles.

"Guys, I'm really worried about him." I say.

??? 

"Hahaha." I chuckle.

Blood was dripping from my eye. I let out another laughter. My hands grip the desk so hard it starts breaking. The wood starts cracking. I feel... joyful. I feel... I can't describe this feeling washing over me. It feels like fireflies tickling my inners causing me to laugh. I look at myself.

"Soon I'll awaken from my slumber." I watch my eyes turn red.

I see myself. Bigger. Longer hair almost. No blue streak. I had earrings. My eyes looked red as blood with a hint of blackness. I look stronger. I look older. I look deadlier. I look... I look...  I look... like Edward Hyde. 

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