I bend down, looking at the person lying on the ground, taking her final breaths, terrified of me, knowing who i am. Just as i touch her, taking her soul, I see a figure stop a few steps away from me. Your face frozen in shock. Probably from seeing the death person on the ground. But then you turn to me and ask me what am i doing to the girl. I recognize you immediately, you could see me when you were a child and you can see me now. I look at you confused How is it that you can see me?
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