Hi guys, thanks for checking out my new story! I hope you like it and please let me know what you think and if I should continue this story! :) Without further ado, here is the prologue to The Darkness Within. :)
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It was the beginning of the end for me.
This wasn't supposed to happen. Not to me. I was supposed to finish college, graduate with a masters in psychology, and take my rightful spot as a forensic psychologist with the FBI.
And instead, I am caged in like an animal.
Everywhere I turn, darkness is creeping in on me, begging to wrap its deathly arms around me and encase me forever in its hollowly depth. The temptation to give in to its dark beauty is becoming too great.
I don't know what to do anymore. I don't know what's right and what's wrong anymore. It feels like I don't know anything anymore.
Everything that I believed in, that I fought for in the name of justice, has been ripped away from me. Cold, undeniable truths continue to splash me in the face, wave after wave of horrific secrets uncovering for me.
So here I am, swimming in a sea of denial, desperately avoiding the crashing waves that threaten to wake me up from my ignorant bliss.
Even though I should be more worried about my present situation, I find myself not feeling anything. I am emotionally, mentally, and physically numb.
All I could think about was how did it all come to this? How had I missed the signs? Me, the one person whose never missed a single clue, a single piece of evidence, let this little tidbit of information slide past without notice.
How could I have not known, could not have seen this coming?
It was quite ironic in fact, my predicament. The very place I sent people away to, was now holding me captive.
I was labeled the one thing I was always sure I wasn't.
Crazy.
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The Darkness Within
General Fiction"So tell me, what's worse? Being predetermined to become a monster or choosing to become a monster?" His onyx eyes pierced mine, wicked wisdom showing in the pools of darkness. I closed my eyes, not being able to bear the blaringly, obvious truth. I...
