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          ❝ somebody has to get people like you out, don’t they ?? ❞

                you is such a venomous word ; as if his
                sentence had been ’ demeaning ’ in some
                type of form — putting her into a non existent
                category, with much judgement. alex’s digits
                find a comfortable place on his temple to rub
                in circles ; unnecessary, really.

          ❝ they used to hang people in these areas. ❞
                        ❝ the freaks who are into it still hang around. ❞
          ❝ i’d be careful — or, you know, l e a v e. ❞

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◣ ☣ ◥ The entity would’ve retaliated with some snarky comeback, if her lips didn’t feel as though they were sewn shut.

She listened silently to his miniature retelling of some forgotten tale, the man’s voice loud above the faint rustling of ancient trees, a void of any sign of life. It was… interesting. This park was like none she’d been in before; though it didn’t scare her. More intrigued than anything else. A red eye glistened with curious interest.

I don’t plan on leaving anytime soon. I’m not scared of any freaks; not when I’m a freak myself.