Cataclysm

Cataclysm

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"I have never been forced to walk a path like this--one where there is no going back, but just a continuous list of things that could go wrong. In the past, when people asked what I was afraid of, I told them I didn't know. Now, I say myself. I wish this was a dream I could wake up from. No one should live in fear of their own shadow." Life takes a dramatic turn for Oriah Clemson after meeting the newest arrival to town, Eric. Upon discovering her true identity, will she crumble under the pressure, or rise to face who she was created to be?
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Enver Williams is leading on a normal life but that is all ripped away from her when she is taken from her home town. When Enver comes to realize that there are others like her in more ways than one, she is determined to free herself and her newfound friends from the physiological torment of her closely supervised enclosure. ••• "Do I make you nervous, Enver?" Another idiotic question. "Wouldn't the man who kidnapped you and threatened to kill you make you nervous?" I snap at him. He only smiles an odd, crooked grin. I can make that disappear. "Wouldn't a murder make you nervous?" Now it's my turn to pull the strings. He looks at me with hurt in his eyes. "How many times do I have to say it?" He pauses, I guess hoping for some sort of mercy in my eyes, "I didn't kill her." "Liar!" I shout. "Why won't you believe me?!" "Would you believe yourself?" "It wasn't me who shot her," he sits on a stool, resting his elbows on his knees. "Then how do you know she was shot?" "I saw it. I saw him kill her," his voice was riddled with such pure vulnerability and pain it begged me to believe him. "Who?" I try to sound sympathetic, but it comes out as scared. Maybe, subconsciously, I am scared.

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