The chains... they hold me down...
I no longer have power.
Sweat drips down my forehead and blood stains my skin.
I want to call out, I want to scream, but I can't. I can't even hear. All I hear is the beating of my own immortal heart, but I don't think I can be immortal for long. I'm dying. Slowly but surely.
This battle is a short one, I already know it. And I'm going to lose. The universe is going to lose. Cipher is taking over. Nothing will ever be the same.
I don't know where I am or where my friends are...
I begin my third coughing fit. I cough blood. Tears stream down my sticky face. I choke a little, bracing myself if I run out of breath.
It's over, Annabelle, give it up. Stop trying, there's no use. Quit. Quit right now.
Cipher is controlling me. I'm his puppet. My demons are waking up from their sleep, and they are angry.
So now I have two options: to become Cipher's puppet...
... or die.
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