The Fade

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Reads 33
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Parts 6
Time 1h 5m

Darkness. Isolation. The first-ever contagious mental illness was out. It was bloodthirsty, relentless and would stop at nothing until it had possession over your mind. Nobody knows if it had a creator, a controller or if it was a demon of its own making. Trapping you inside your own mind forever, it destroyed you from the inside, voice by haunting voice.
     
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    It all started last year. We'd only been having innocent fun, going crazy in her bedroom with the music blasting. That's when you could see it. Day after day, she stopped texting me, she stopped laughing, and at one point, stopped talking altogether. Her mom thought it was just a phase, saying it would pass. But it all came down to one thing: the voices. They were her companions, Kaylie had told me before going completely mute. They kept her company when no one else would. I was hoping she would see past it. But then she went missing. And it was already too late for him. But what about me? I'd been blamed for Kaylie's disappearance AND his insanity and I was starting to blame myself for it too. She'd gone without a trace, and he'd become more distant every day, leaving nothing but hatred and loneliness to follow. No one knew what had happened to them. . . or did they?All Rights Reserved

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Darkness. Isolation. The first-ever contagious mental illness was out. It was bloodthirsty, relentless and would stop at nothing until it had possession over your mind. Nobody knows if it had a creator, a controller or if it was a demon of its own making. Trapping you inside your own mind forever, it destroyed you from the inside, voice by haunting voice.
     
    ~~~~~~~~
    
    It all started last year. We'd only been having innocent fun, going crazy in her bedroom with the music blasting. That's when you could see it. Day after day, she stopped texting me, she stopped laughing, and at one point, stopped talking altogether. Her mom thought it was just a phase, saying it would pass. But it all came down to one thing: the voices. They were her companions, Kaylie had told me before going completely mute. They kept her company when no one else would. I was hoping she would see past it. But then she went missing. And it was already too late for him. But what about me? I'd been blamed for Kaylie's disappearance AND his insanity and I was starting to blame myself for it too. She'd gone without a trace, and he'd become more distant every day, leaving nothing but hatred and loneliness to follow. No one knew what had happened to them. . . or did they?

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