Rackella

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Do you have a demon?

Silly me, of course you do.

Can you see me?

I'm right there, in your mirror.

Sitting here, waiting.

Waiting to escape.

Waiting to come out.

Waiting to break free.

Waiting...

WAITING.

WAITING!

I'M WAITING TO BREAK FREE!

I looked at the paper where I had randomly been writing and jump. Oh no, no no no... no! Not again!

I won't let the thing... no, the monster come out. Never. It's already claimed the lives of my two brothers... I won't let it hurt anyone else!

Oh Rachel, I'm right here.

Can you see me?

I know you can.

I'm waiting.

Waiting for you to slip.

Waiting for you to drop your guard.

Waiting for you to hesitate.

To stop.

To break.

To LET ME OUT.

No, no no no. I won't let you out! How are you even controlling my arm? How?! I locked you away! I locked you in my subconsciousness!

Silly girl.

I'm always here.

I'm waiting for you to break.

Break, come on.

You know you want to...

You can almost feel it...

Don't you love it?

That blood.

That HUNGER.

That THIRST for BLOOD!

No! I'll never let you harm anyone! You've already hurt my brothers!

You hated them.

You liked watching them die.

Don't deny it.

Come on, let me out.

Watch me bring pain.

Watch me bring misery.

Watch me bring death.

And I know you would enjoy it.

No I wouldn't! Stop! I don't want anything to do with you!

Oh, Rachel.

Rachel, Rachel, Rachel.

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