Yes, I'm Dead

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I looked at the pale boy, he just gawked at me. I couldn't blame him, I just set of a bomb shell... Both literaly and metaphorically.

"Hold on, you died?" 

All I did was shrug, olaying with my cards. They weren't really mine, a... Friend, you could say, gave them to me for keep sakes. 

One of them began to glow a heavenly blue... It was my friend's favorite color even though they always glowed red or orange in her hands. The card was a Queen of diamonds.

"How did you die?" His voice was wary.

I couldn't blame him... He did see me kill a bunch of people with no remorse... All because they said a few words to us... The wrong words to us. 

"A group of people my age lied to me... They made me drown... They were sins... Now I kill everyone who dares kill me." 

The Queen card stopped glowing as I replaced it back into it's pack. Someone was trying to message me. They weren't dead, but only a small group of people could really message me through the mind. 

"Come on, I think my boss wants to meet you." 

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