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Flicker

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Parts 3
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Terror.

Fear.

Despair.

Nothing controls anyone except for their instincts. When you encounter something for the first time that causes an involuntary reaction, your flight or fight instinct kicks in. 

What if what you encounter isn't real? But the gashes are real,  right? Or did you do them yourself? You can't remember because your memory has sudden blocks in it. 

What if you encounter something that paralyzes you, that caused death to be an exciting and happily accepted option. But they wait for you? 

Who? The Flickers of course. The ones that hide in the dark? The ones who torment you? You don't remember? Of course you don't! Have you lost your way already? You need to wake up. 

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The experiment. by shrosz

They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.

𝕎𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℝ𝕠𝕒𝕕 - 𝔻𝕖𝕧𝕚'𝕝𝕤 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔 by ambreakd0nw

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The experiment. cover

𝕎𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℝ𝕠𝕒𝕕 - 𝔻𝕖𝕧𝕚'𝕝𝕤 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕔 cover

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For His Frozen Heart... cover

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The experiment.

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