The sirens wailed in the distance, a chilling reminder of the darkness that lingered just beyond the city's glow. A reminder of that all too familiar sound I was now paired with for the rest of my life, almost every day.
I leaned against the cold brick wall of my apartment, the city lights flickering like fireflies in the night sky- illuminating the hundreds of thousands of people's lives coexisting next to mine.
It had been years since I stepped into the shadows of my past, the things that solidified this career choice— but not a day goes by where the haunting echoes of my childhood don't reverberate through my thoughts, guiding me back like a compass to fight the darkness I tried so hard to escape.
As an agent, I had dedicated my life to catching the monsters who preyed on the innocent. Yet here I was, teetering on the edge of the abyss, ready to dive into a case that felt all too similar. A cult had emerged, cloaked in secrecy and covered in a web of manipulations that tugged at the strings on my memory. It was a world I thought I had left behind, but the call of the past was insistent- a song I couldn't ignore.
Just as I contemplated the gravity of my situation, my phone buzzed insistently in my pocket, interrupting my calm train of thought. I pulled it out to find a message from Aaron Hotchner, the Unit Chief at Quanitico's Behavioural Analysis Unit.
Mira, we need you on this case. Your expertise is crucial. Please rethink your decision.
A knot tightened in my stomach as I read the words knowing that once again I would be drawn into this.
This wasn't just another case; it felt like a reckoning, and I couldn't ignore the pull it had on me.
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Under My Skin - A Spencer Reid Fanfiction.
Fanfiction"Is that what this is?" I murmured lowly so only he could hear, leaning in just a fraction more, "A competition?" "Maybe it is," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper, eyes flickering with something that sent a shiver down my spine. --- In th...
