Chapter (x): precaution
"Our son has been acting strange..! He seems so exhausted and sad all the time!"
"Our daughter is sick! She seems to have caught a strange virus that causes exhaustion and some weird form of pink eye!"
"Our child must be a vessel for Satan! Their eyes and mouth glow a static-like hue!"
No, you fools, we are not sick.
This is his doing.
Maybe close to Satan, though.
It's yellow head infected us and it's black body cursed us!
I hate him!
Get the demon out of me!
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As I watched PJ and The other kid sing, I think about what he told me last night. He told me I'd be taken away to some sort of lab or ward? I think he doesn't like it very much. Just that alone makes me like the idea of going somewhere he won't be. As far as I know, it'll be sometime tonight. I wish I could sleep first but I don't think I can sleep anymore.
I wonder how I'm gonna get there.
I wonder who's gonna be there.
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I'm Not Real
Horror(wip) We're happy to help you too. (Cover art by me) Trigger warning: abusive relationships, disease, major violence, and delusions. Maybe derealization/depersonalization. It's not meant to specifically be that, though, so take that as you will. Thi...
