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My shaking hands took out my fingers slowly...

My nail traced over the face of glass... the glass reflected the pale light... no warmth... neither coldness....

My legs sit crossed as the mask lay dead on them like a fallen leaf... imperfect and shattered.

"You say you want to know about him?"

I froze my movements to the male voice I just heard...

I glanced up at the man...

His straight jaw...

His red dress shirt underneath a polite black vest...

Much like Darkiplier, eyeliner layed drawn on his narrowed dark eyes...

His face lacked happiness....

Only serious business was written across his tall forehead...
















"Natemare..."
"- I believe they refer to me as Phantom, now..." he answered.

I looked back down at the mask....

I smirked....






"Well then.... Phantom ...." I froze... not in hesitancy but in fear of the reaction.

I needed answers.



"The masks.... and the one who controls them..." I spoke ruthlessly.










He didn't move....

He just stared at me, his elbows on his knees. His palms gripping his staff that screeched across the floor.... cement....

I glanced at him...


"I want a deal." He spoke bravely.

"Like what?" I rose a brow - not showing emotion.
















"I just want you to let me know....

What does it feel like?

Being alive... human...

Being you....?" He slightly tilted his head but his brows and smile remained straight...


I released a sigh....


I looked down at the mask that looked like Seán... no traces of Anti's madness - and I hated that.
















"Deal."










Silence....








I traced my finger over the mask....

















"It was pretty late. Probably midnight.

I was in this very room infact....


















Different clothes...











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