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Ongoing, First published Jul 02, 2019
ThumpThumpThumpThump.

 ThumpThumpThumpThump.

 It's her heartbeat. Sophie Neils heartbeat. All by her lonesome, her nightmares are coming to life. Surrounded by ghosts of people she used to love, and monsters that are more fact that fiction.

ThumpThumpThumpThump.

ThumpThumpThumpThump.

Everything is blurring as she runs, tears pouring from her eyes as she desperately tries to escape.

She hears a growl, he's getting closer.

ThumpThumpThumpThum-

She's tackled to the ground, her heartbeat no longer pounding in her ears. Instead all she hears is growling. She closes her eyes for a final time, seeing her family as they used to be but only for a second. It doesn't take long before they're all dead, and she sees mangled lifeless bodies. They didn't have a hero, neither will she, no knight in shining armor.

She will now join them and be just another obituary in a newspaper no one will read. This monster will kill her. If not by teeth to her throat, than by terrifying flashbacks she'll never escape.

This monster is human. But the ones she will meet on her journey of healing, are nothing of the sort.
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He held her face close, his hand resting softly on the side of her face, his thumb tracing her cheekbone, "Please, let me see the darkest parts of your mind, I want to know everything about you."
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