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  *riiiinggg*

  My head hurts, its always like this.

  *riiiinggg* *riiiinggg*

  Every time, why do I have to wake up like this everytime?

  *riiiinggg* *riiiinggg* *riiiinggg*

  My eyes feel so heavy, my nose stings every time I breath.

  *riiiinggg*

  It hurts.

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  The thick medicinal scent bnkets a dark room, the ring of an arm clock bres into the seemingly endless abyss. The sound of a rustling bnket is faint compared to the soul etching ring of metal cpping together.

  I kick the fabric hugging away from me as I wrinkle my nose from the sour smell in the air. My throat burns as I stumble around in the dark expanse, searching for anything. *screee*. I gasp as my knuckles make contact with something sharp and I see a glimpse of light. Desperately cluthing out into the darkness I take hold of, a curtain?, and pull it to the side. Covering my stinging reddening eyes as a bright light blinds me, forcing me to wait until I can finally see something again.

  Huh?...

  I see an unfamiliar view through the slightly steamed window and stumble backwards. Looking around the previously dark room I notice a simple bed covered in pitch bck covers, a desk hugs the wall on the opposite side of the bed and a lengthy full body mirror reflects the sunlight back at me.

  Stumbling to the mirror I can barely register what I am seeing before me, bck eyes stare back at me. Bringing my hand up to my face I see the person in front of me copy exactly what I do. A short 165cm girl stares back at me, her hair is a midnight bck coming down to her colrbones and the eyes that stare back into mine seem like a dark pit.

  Covering me is a second skin of red blood splotched bandaging, every corner seems to have been picked at to dispy the unseen skin it hugs. The confusion hitting me makes me forget to question the bck ced lingerie as I fall backwards onto the carpeted floor below me.

  "Where.. am I?"

  "Who.. am I?"

  *riiiiinnggggg*

  My head feels like it is being split open as I frantically look around for an arm clock, desperately ripping the bedsheets apart I look everywhere until finally. "It's in my head?". Darkness consumes me as I faint.

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  I struggle to open my eyes as I am met by a room of pure white, looking around frantically I make eye contact with the same girl I saw in that mirror.

  "Hi!! Nice to meet you!! hehe"

  I am dumbfounded as they, she, it?... waves at me and speaks excitedly. I watch as a small slither of dark red liquid flicks in the direction her hand is waving.

  "w-what?"

  "Hiiiii!!! I WaS so ExCiTed To mEET yoU !!!!!

  "w-who?"

  A small delicate finger blocks my lips before I can speak any further, the scent of rotten blood wafts from the bandaged finger touching me.

  "its MY turn to talk"

  I shiver as I struggle to comprehend what on earth is going on. Is this even earth anyway? What the fuc-

  "sshhhhh, STOP thinking so MUCH"

  "What the fu-"

  A small hand grasps my entire face as she stares directly into my eyes, I cant seem to look away as memories start to invade my mind. Unkown memories invade my very being, countless days of suffering seems to have condensed into a single ssh of terror. Aimed directly at my brain.

  "NoW BE a gOoD bOy... Or GirL EHhaehaE"

  The st thought in my mind before losing consiousness barely takes shape as I close my eyes and forget about it.

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  "I hope she sts for a long time... the st one could barely even save her friends.. let alone the wo---. Anyway, goodnight little Anna?"

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