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↳Gore, Disturbing Themes
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↳𝕾𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈
stiffly on the wooden chair, [Name] felt as if a chill numbing venom had crept into her veins, freezing her limbs in place. The icy sensation spread from her fingers and toes inward.
Just minutes ago, panic and terror had surged through her like electrified currents, but now those volatile emotions had fled, leaving her feeling utterly hollow and vacant inside.
What the fuck was happening to her?
Questions swirled frantically in her mind as her thoughts chased each other in endless spirals, like animals trapped in a cage.
Why did she feel this dissociated numbness overtaking her senses when she should have been overflowing with outrage or dread?
Any normal person would be raging with anger or crippled by fright after what she’d experienced — so why did she feel...nothing?
Why? why the fuck won’t she feel anything negative?
Most confusing question of them all is why, why did some small, traitorous part of her still feel that familiar twinge of trust for the six eyed demon who now tended her wounds?
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