Warning One-Twelve [Peter Ballard, 001]

1985. Hawkins Indiana. You were such an upgraded person from where you used to be. A better mind. a more controlled storage of thoughts. A solid barrier on emotions. No longer grasping handholds in attempt to hang on to sanity, no longer feeling pairs of eyes on you in badly-hidden caution. No longer laying your fate in their hands. Far from normal is everything around you, unfolding superficial disasters with their horrifying unusual pull. A pull with a direct connection to your mind, that you led yourself to believe you had well under control.
1986.
Maybe upgraded person wasn't the right pair of words. Maybe, there isn't a word for it. Not that you know of.

But he does.
001. Peter Ballard. unusual, at times. slightly unnerving. the epitome of what you believed the definition of secret to be.

and so,
very,
tempting.

"Your lies feed into lust, prying at every ounce of control I've ever reigned to keep, tearing that
control cleanly apart."

...

"Let every word that falls from your mouth then, be a lie."

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