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Pitch black.

Where am I?

It seems I am no longer in my home, but in a isolated box full of endless possibilities.

I feel scared, yet confused, all at the same time.

I hear a whisper, "It's time."

"Time for what?" I say, even more scared than confused now.

"Time to show you're worthy."


What? What does that mean?

I am so confused.

I feel aching pain on my neck, like a syringe.

Black blood drips from my neck.. A drop hits the floor, then I am awake..

I feel one thing.

Love, for one person.

Goldy..



I no longer felt scared.
I no longer felt puzzled.



I only feel-





-Love sick.





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