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Outcast

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A void of blackness covered me and I found myself face to face with a mask. It is a pure white mask with two red eyes, the mask looks to have blood dripping from it. I wanted to run but I was planted to the ground, there was no escape. I can't even speak but I can hear. "Your destiny is untold but me and you will make it unfold." I immediately felt a cold sensation crawl through my body. "Survival is the key if you ever want to see me."All Rights Reserved

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*Art on cover belongs to jumpingapples on Quotev* I shake out of fear and despair, watching as my captor knelt down in front of me. No one was around. No one but him. His gloved hand reaches out to me, gently caressing my cheek. The mask on his face hid all his emotions behind it. I flinch at his touch, my breathing becoming more ragged in a panicked manner. With a throat dry as the desert, I take a few deep breaths and muster up the courage to ask, "Wh-What do you want from me?". He releases a throaty chuckle which was slightly muffled by his mask. Inching closer to my face, he responds, "You."

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