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The Trigger

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Parts 2
Time 11m

Pain was shooting up my arm and my arms were tired of being held up. It seems like the more I struggle, the more it tightens around my wrist. The room is dark but i can see a outline that could be a chair, or maybe a toilet. Though it wouldn't make since for it to be one. I smelled blood. It always smelled salty to me. It could of came from me. The blood on me is both mines and a couple of monsters I killed on the way. Life will never be the same. But that was before her. Janice. Just thinking her name makes me want to gag. But it was all worth it, I'll do anything to save my destiny, even if I dont know what it is.

            Suddenly, the door banged open and light filled the room, I squinted my eyes to the end of my destiny.All Rights Reserved

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THE PSYCHOPATH

I walk closer, grab her arm tightly, and lead her to my room. "What the hell is wrong with you? Let me go!" she says, trying to push me. I throw her on the bed forcefully, and she sits up, running to the door. I push her away and lock the door. I wrap my arms around her, push her back onto the bed. "Let me go! Stop it!" she says, slapping my hand. I pin her down and get on top of her, and she tries to push me away with her body. "Please, let me go! I don't want to be here! I hate you!" she says, kicking. I put my body weight on her, holding her tightly in place.