I stared down at my hands, covered in ichor. My eyes a light pink color. If they forget me, I’ll make sure they remember me. Whether they like it, or ⊥ON. I drag myself across the room, reaching the door. I have no hope lefts no one’s gonna help me, they don’t even know my name…. I open the door and stumble out, my eyes drooping, my teeth stabbing into my own mouth as they sharpen. I feel myself changing, but I just continue to walk straight. That is until suddenly something-
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