Part twenty-five

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“Belle?” That girl, Samantha asks. “Why

aren't you talking?” My mouth is wired

shut. “Belle?” She attempts shaking me

lightly, but I shrug her off. She seems hurt,

but I can no longer help it.

This may be the last time I see her and I

can't even say anything. I can't thank her

for the kindness she showed me.

Because of the darkness...I have no control

over myself anymore.

“That's right, deary, you're all mine now,”

The darkness laughs. “I've finally corrupted

you.”

Yes,  I'm almost completely gone now. It's

over. I've failed. I've been corrupted.

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