Part twenty-one

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I hum and twirl the small strange of her that

my fingers are able to reach. I still have the

restraints on and my body feels hot and

tired. I feel sick and want to get out of this

place.

The darkness is getting closer and I don't

know how much longer I can fight it off.

Samantha appears in my line of view; her

eyes sad.

“Oh, Belle,” she says softly. “What's

happened to you?”

I take a deep breath and lick my lips to

speak, “It's coming for me, Samantha, and I

don't think I'm strong enough to stop it.”

my voice breaks at the end and I begin to

sob.

“Whatever do you mean?” She asks

worried.

“The darkness is trying to corrupt me,” I

explain. “And I fear it is going to win.”

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