Demonic Flavor

Demonic Flavor

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This girl... Kristien. She's such a mystery to everyone. Even her father doesn't know what to think of her most of the time... She can see things. Hear things. Feel. Taste. You name it. She does it. Kristien... What an unusual girl she is. One moment she'll be peacefully sitting at her desk in school drawing. The next she'll burst out in laughter. So loud. So hard. So... Demonic. She hasn't always been like this. "No, no! NO!!! AAAAHHH!!!!" Everyone Everything Gone "What happened? Where am I?" What happened to her. No one knows. At least not yet...
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She felt the presence of someone beside her, breathing in her ear. Cold fingers trailed down her naked arm leaving goosebumps in their wake. Surreal dreams never left her unconscious but consciousness banged her with the evidence of lick on her ear shell. She shivered when a tongue trailed seam of her lips, playing with the petals of delicacy followed by a hand sliding underneath her night shirt. She never had slept alone in her cold bed, there was someone always there haunting her near. Then, killings started and she couldn't tell what was real anymore as whenever she looked at her reflection in the mirror, all she could see was a Shadow. . . The shadow of Black

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