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Antis pov
Today I had no reason to leave the house, all I did was drive. Trying to not think. I was loosing a lot of time but I'd lose all the effort I put in if I let that dog see me like this!.......weak....I don't even know what's wrong with me it's just my heads been going crazy, worse then normal. When I came home after seeing HĮM I was a mess and then the way he looked at me. The way he acted, my head completely fucked up. As soon as I got to the safety of my room I felt sick, as if I was about to throw up my stomach. My head hurt so much and I kept seeing things I know wasn't real. They couldn't of been! Scenes glitched in my vision in a fury of red, blue and green. Things that I don't remember. Voiced matching blurry glitchy faces that i didn't know but knew wasn't the one in my head. They kept forcing themselves in my eyes and it made my head feel incredibly heavy, I felt a wetness in my lip to only taste iron as my nose began to bleed heavily. I yelled and felt my eyes prick with tears. I was in a state so I reached for a knife. Once I had one in my hand I blindly fumbled to hold it right and put it against my wrist as the glitchy scenes kept playing in my vision. With slight hesitation I put pressure on the blade and hence my skin as the sharp metal began to split my pale flesh. I hissed as I plunged the blade deeper and began to drag it up my arm, tears falling down my face. I repeated the action, each time letting the blade go deeper until I was screaming and crying but by the end of it my head and eyes cleared and I was left a bloody numb mess of a stained bed.

It was night and I had headed back to the house, stepped out the car and now found myself staring at the front door, my eyes tracing the cracks in the paint that coated a thick slab of wood. I wonder what this door has seen? Does it remember it's creation and days since? If so I'd be envious but it was only a door. With a slow motion i entered and then locked the door behind me. The only sound was that of the tv so I just went straight upstairs to my room. I hadn't eaten in a few days but I wasn't hungry. I went into my room and flopped onto the bed next to the box. I leaned over and put it on the floor and just sat there. After some time I undressed and put some pyjama pants on, I was just about to put on my pyjama top when someone barged in. It was the dog. When he saw me his face went pale and cold as he saw my bare chest and all the scars that marked it.

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