~Chapter Seven~ Mixing People

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~Kalkari's P.O.V~

  As soon as I am far enough away I pull out a Syringe and look at it. It contains

Her blood and all angels have the same blood type therefore we can carry our fallen friends at all times. I stab it into me and inject the blood in me.

i stand on a curb and begin singing Nightcore Eye Of the Storm her voiced mixed with mine as I sang.

They all could pick up on her voice just as well as they could mine. A crowd
began forming around me but I ignored them and continued singing with my

eyes closed as my memories of Heaven and Hell flashed through my mind. Both of my homes are hunting me along with the SCP Facility.

My eyes changed, my left was Black slit and my hair hid it as I removed my

glasses. My right was the same but white. After I slipped off to my house and sat there going through my memories of Her they were all happy.  

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