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Pain.
They dance around me. Laughing at me. Darkness. Laughing. One light. Hooked up on the floor. Jumping. Pale. Their yellow mouths opened in glee. Stationary now. Fighting. Bleeding. No use. No escape. Another light? No. More laughter. Jumping up and down. Looking around. Darkness. Pain. Wet. Sticky. Blood pooled around my body. Demons live in my head.
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