He was hunting me, I was trying to get help, find somebody to help me, but he'd be there, every minute, right in front of me. I'd scream, I'd cry, plead, he wouldn't stop, stop feeding on me, stop making me feel pain. The more I begged and pleaded mercy, he would just laugh and show his teeth and tell me I was his, and only his, the constant freedom, I had, was gone.
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