The Man
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It's getting harder now. Everywhere I go, he pushes closer to the surface. He's getting stronger, more aggressive. With every flash of fiery red hair, he grows more and more forceful. Every glimpse of glossy green eyes puts him on edge. He's clawing his way out, fighting stronger than ever, and the harder I push him down, the closer he gets. I try so incredibly hard, but it's almost unbearable. The pain tearing at me from the inside. It's just a matter of time. I have control of him... for now. My name is Daniel Todd and this is the story of how I died.
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