WARNING! WARNING! THIS HAS CUSS WORDS IN IT!
She had been sitting in this fucking piece of shit for years.
"Ugh!" She fell back into the endless void. She had been sitting right infront of the mirror entrance, waiting. Waiting for someone to set her free.
"Maybe if I get out, I'll get my memories back and I'll know who I am." She said to the void until someone came into view of the mirror.
"Who are you?" The man asked.
"Me? You can see me?" The girl asked.
"Yes I can, now answer my question." The man said firmly.
"I-I...." She trailed off.
"You?" The man asked.
"I-I don't know." She looked down.
"I know how it is." The man said.
The girl looked up and observed the man (PICTURE ABOVE!^^^^^^^)
"How? How did you get out? How did you recall all your memories? How-" She was cut out.
"I got out by force, but I guess when I got out it made the forcefield stronger. I always remembered my memories." The man said.
"Lucky bitch." The girl said.
"I am lucky, but you? You are not." The man stated.
"Who even are you?" The girl asked.
"I am Dark, but Cecilia and Damien souls are in me." The man, whos now name is Dark, spoke.
"I.... I remember two people named that." The girl remembered, "There was also people named Wilford and Abe? Am I correct?"
"You are. But I have my own question, do you need help getting out of here?" Dark asked.
"Please!" The girl pleaded.
As soon as she said, Dark broke the mirror, sending the girl out of it.
She looked around at the manor that she always saw but never touched anything.
"Woah...." The girl trailed off.
"Beautiful, isnt it?" Dark asked.
"Amazing....." The girl trailed off again.
"C'mon, we must not stay." Dark grabbed the girl's wrist and drag her off, her still looking at the manor until it was out of her sight.
"Where are we now?" The girl asked looking at a studio.
"A friend's house." Dark repiled, "Here we can help with your memories."
The girl nodded not saying anything.
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"YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" I pushed Dark onto the ground, "WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU KILL ME?!?"
"I-I-I" Dark stuttered.
"YOU!" I turned towards Wilford, "YOU! HOW DARE YOU HELP HIM! I TRUST YOU, I LIKED DAMIEN, I THOUGHT I COULD LIVE A FUCKING BEAUTIFUL LIFE BUT NO!"
"S-s-sto-stop!" Wilford stuttered just like Dark.
I marched over to the door and opened, "After today, you have another enemy."
"B-but!" Dark tried to reaon with me, but I was already gone.
"What do we do now?" Wilford asks Dark.
"I dont know." Dark repiled with tears in his eyes, "I don't know."
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