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Luke closed his eyes trying to shut out the darkness. There was no light in the room besides the flickering ceiling bulb.
Even when he closed his eyes he still heard the voices. He covered his ears and screamed. A shrieking howl. Empty. But meaningful.

"I WANT OUT" he screamed.
"I don't want to be here, I want Elizabeth-please" he moaned softly. "Elizabeth" he repeated continuously.
Realisation hit him and the voices began.

"I didn't kill her- please, I really didn't"
He whispered desperately, tears forming in his cold eyes.

"I'm sorry but that's no how it works" a voice hissed menacingly.

He woke up
But the tears were real and blood stained his hands.

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