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An old clock, an empty room. In the center sits a girl, face and body caked in filth. She looks up as the clock chimes. One. Two. Three. She sees it again, a white slip of paper attached to the clock's pendulum. What does it say? What will it reveal?
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Written for the Wattpad October Horror #justwriteit Challenge The demon entered her when, during their kiss, he opened his mouth wide and breathed into hers. She inhaled in shock and suddenly felt herself fall to the ground. He laughed, ecstatic that it was over; all his pain and agony and confusion were finally over. She clenched the rug in her fists, trying to keep herself on the ground. Bewildered, she felt a liquid emerge from and then drip off of her face. As she saw it hit the white carpet, she saw that it was blood. She tasted it in her mouth too, and heard its voice in her head. I will never leave you.

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