Pain. That's all I felt. All I could see was pink and red. I was in a pink room.
Pink. The last thing I saw was pink.
Blood was splattered all over the walls.
My blood.
Where am I? Why am I here?
He lied to me.
They all fucking lied.
Another slice. More blood. I've become numb to the pain.
Whoever is reading this, please help me. I tried to tell you guys not to trust that Cait.
Don't ignore me. Please.
They aren't safe! Don't trust her. Don't trust her.
Another slice. My cheek is bleeding now.
How long have I been here?
Wilford is with them. You have to help them! I'm trapped here. Alone. In pain.
He lied.
Don't trust her.
LISTEN TO ME. YOU HAVE TO TELL THEM THAT WILFORD IS THERE.
Please. Please listen to me. You guys have helped me. You have to help them as well.
Another slice. Deeper than before. My blood pools at my feet, my hands barely holding onto the chains around me wrists. Another slice. More blood. My blood is dripping onto the floor. This pink room is now turning a sickly red. Red. That's all I can see.
I trust you. Trust me. I'm Cait. Not that imposter with my friends. He tricked you all. He tricked me. He's been here the whole time. He told Dark about me. He killed me on purpose.
He's coming.
All I can feel is pain. Another slice across my stomach.
I miss my friends. I miss Dark.
I'm trapped, and it's only a matter of time before I die.
Hurry.
Tell them that I love them. Tell them that I've been dead for nearly four years. Tell them...tell Dark that I forgive him. I forgive him...
I'm sorry.
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A/n and this concludes Control. I'm sorry. Not really. You all should've been expecting this. I left so many clues.
Short book, I know. But wasn't it worth it?
After I'm done with Hypnotic, I will be focusing on Another Way Out. Go read both of those.
After that, it's on to the final book.
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Control (Sequel to Puppet)
FanfictionI've never been one for sob stories, which is why I hated what I used to be. Oh poor Cait, tortured by someone she thought she loved. Oh poor Cait, her soul got ripped out. No more poor Cait. That little drama queen is dead. The only one here is me...
