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This chapter deals with insomnia, gore, and pain.
⚠️This is your trigger warning⚠️
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"She's not ready, she needs more time to learn!" The woman says to a man behind a pane of glass. The man is in A orange jumpsuit and is communicating to the woman through the phone.
I could care less about the man but the woman it feels like I know her, I feel safe when I'm next to her.
"She's had time! She's had 12 years. You've taught her all you know, I'm in here because I'm reckless not because I'm stupid. She needs to start we need to get her on the schedule early." The man says angrily yelling at the woman. I feel the need to step in, I want to yell at the man but the woman looks back at me and puts up a hand to tell me to stay where I am.
"I understand, I will get her to start." She says looking for approval from the man behind the glass.
"She could be incredible, she never fails. She never leaves a trace. She's perfect." The man behind the glass says, I can see worry in the woman's face as she looks back at me.
"she's also our daughter, and I don't know what I do if she got caught!" The woman says growing angrier, but she doesn't seem confident enough to do anything about it.
"She won't get caught." The Man says reassuringly putting a hand on the glass, she puts her hand in the same spot they are not touching but they act as if they are.
I am at home suddenly
The same woman is standing over a person laying on the table.
"10:30 pm, start. 12:00 pm end." She says pointing towards the clock, the minute hand clicks after 10:30 and I watch as the woman that's a knife to the screaming man's throat and then pushes it in pulling it across the rest of his throat.
A man starts to make sounds as if he's choking. I cry out to the woman.
"Stop! Mama please you're hurting him!" I cry to the woman, she looks at me and shakes her head and then gives me the knife.
"Cut off the fingers, we can't have anyone be able to ID him." The woman says, I follow reluctantly. The feeling of fear and sorrow comes rushing to the surface creating a pit in my stomach making me want to puke, but I do as she says, crying and screaming as she scolds me for not doing it correctly.
I wake up screaming.
I hear one of the boys rush to my room but I can't seem to snap out of it, I know I'm awake but that feeling is still there I can't breathe I can feel my heart pumping in my throat and I have a not in my stomach feeling tearing me apart inside.
Oliver runs over to my bed. "It's ok! Your ok it's just a dream your ok!" He says worried, he sits close to me holding one of my hands squeezing it tight.
I start screaming and realize that tears are streaming down my face, I wipe them away hesitantly and then pull my hand from his. I put my knees to my chest and swallow the feeling that came with the dream.
"I'm fine, I'm fine just go I'll be down in a minute," I say not making eye contact with him, he has this ability to make me say what I'm feeling and I don't need that right now.
He sighs and then pushes himself off the bed. "Whenever your ready to tell me I'm here to listen." He says leaving the room and leaving the door open behind him. I hear two voices in the hallway before I hear his footsteps walk away.
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