The Addict In The Addic
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Last published Fri, Jun 27, 2025
A human head is a just a haunted house with too may occupants. As Walter lays in his room at night before he falls asleep, he hears an echo of the words forgive me father but I've fallen. As he enters his rest he is startled by the darkness that fills his room. As he sits up in his bed he realizes the house he's living in is no longer his own.Continue the next chapter with "As Walter takes his first step out of the door-" keep apparent that the addict can't leave this house and doesn't even realize he's been sleeping in the addict until he passes his master bedroom that has a nautical theme hinting he was once the captain of his own shoo, also keep in note that this is a psychological thriller that has creates (inner demons and mental health monsters from trauma chasing Walter throughout the house) every time he tries to leave It's a different trauma being released, this chapter is mostly about the first step out the door to a new path, the next chapter will be the hallway , then down the stairs , then out the door
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