Chapter 8: Crystal

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The door to the room opened and a man came in. He grabbed me by the arm and draged me out on to the street. The sun was rising and the sky was full of oranges, pinks and purples. It was beautiful.

The man took me to an alley behind an old abandoned diner. He gave me some papers and a pen and I knew that today was my time to die.

- you've got three hours - he said.

As he walked away, I immediately began working on my letter.

After I was done, I slid it into an envelope and sealed it with the scarlet seal provided by my captor. My three hours were up. A look of determination settled on my face. I was ready.

This chapter is dedicated to @inspiringwords12 for making the cover on the side.

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