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What if I Wasn't Human...?

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It's been twelve days since I've last seen Collin. We searched almost everywhere. Although none of the core knows this, I cried for quite a few hours after they announced the search. They thought he was dead. But I knew he wasn't. He is my partner after all. I would feel it if he was dead, right? But he never just leaves like this. Something must've happened. We just don't know what. Another thing the core knows nothing about is the fact that Collin isn't human, and I'm the only one he's told. I myself don't know completely what he is. All I know at the moment is that I must find Collin. Even if it kills me, I'm going to find my partner, and I'm going to kill whoever took him from me. Collin, I swear to you, I will find you.

-Chris.All Rights Reserved

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Into The Dark

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