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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic
3rd Omniscient POV, 1st time writing something not entirely random.

Submitted: September 24, 2016

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As she repeatedly hit her head against the cement wall the warm sensation coming from her head, reminded her of her father, when he used hug her to tell her that everything she was hearing was just in her head.  Xenosa missed him. “Hurting yourself won’t make me go away, you know this. You always have, yes? We are one, for I am your only true friend. Your father abandoned you here, you should be loathing his existence like the rest of the filth here.“ Erebus said. The heavy door slammed open and presented two burly men. She screamed at the top of her lungs as they dragged her by the arms into the dim lighted hallway, towards the infamous containment room. “This should help her calm down,” said the taller one as a wave of empathy for the girl rocked him internally. The other man laughed hollowly and uttered “Yeah, sure man. Like that room will help. These people are bloody nuts. This one was pretty cute though, such a shame. All hands on decks though, let’s get her in there”. He thought suddenly questioning himself as to why he took this job.

“Grab the syringe near his hip, Xenosa, before they use it on you, yes? You know how much you want to leave this place. Remember your father, and all the things these who bad men have done to you. Will you just lay and let them do wrong by you? If so, I will leave you soon.” Erebus yelled. Xenosa reached up and took syringe just before they hoisted her into the all white room, and shut the door. “What now?” the walls seemed to speak to her. “Wait until they open the door again, to rain your revenge, yes? I will guide you.,” the voice whispered. “I’d rather kill myself instead,” Xenosa said to herself as she guided the syringe chalk full of ketamine, onto her porcelain skin. “Please forgive me, daddy, I know you told me to be a good girl but I can’t do it anymore. Goodbye, Erebus my sweet and only friend.” 


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