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We sit around the same table.

All of us but Alice and Alex.

"She said Deceptions" said James.

"But Jace! We still don't know what it is" Peter said.

Jace.... Subtle I suppose.

"Pierto, I think I did" James...no...Jace replied.

Pierto.

"Alex died and you think we wouldn't? I'd say we kill Alina." Corey's word slit my throat and I couldn't speak back.

"Cassidy! Shut up. You would've peed in your skirt" Jace said.


"Molly(mellisa) Raselle (Raz) anything you guys have to say for this" Marson asked

None of them spoke

It felt slightly comfy.

"We have to be careful from now," Mardon added

"We might end up meeting another bogeyman" He said

"Bogeyman?" Mellisa asked.

"Look-alike," Mardon said.

wow.

"We'll have to imprint something on us," Raselle said.

"Like a tattoo?" I asked.

"Precisely, there's one nearby. We saw one while investigations" She added

"And who's going to do it?" Marson asked.

"I can try," peter said hesitantly.

And so we all went to the tattoo place

"I've heard it hurts," Marson whispered in my ear and I shook nervously.

"Marson, shut up." Jace barked.

"Okay so were and what do we engrave?" Molly asked

"Reliquiae?" I asked.

"What?" they all said at once

"It means survivor. It's Latin" I said.

"You know Latin?" Mardon asked.

And then I didnt have an answer

"I don't know how."

And so we all got one written, drilled over i'd say just below the collar bone. Ouch.

"So now we can all find out the right person" Marson said and everyone smiled...except me

I had other thoughts going on

Confused about your own self. They can't find the right them. Might not be real. Whether you exist...

Her words were haunting me and gave an icy breeze as i shivered with fear.

It just might be that not all of us here are real. Maybe the real one is finding the way and for that I'll need to find answers. How will I find the right person...how?



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Epilogue:

Madame Y?

Sweetie you need to find the difference, no two beings walk the same, talk the same, eat the same, smile the same, cry the same.

Enforce your feelings, maybe then you can find the right person. I hope you do.

GUN-SHOT

That's your cue sweetie.

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