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Thirty-six

MASON'S POV.

He is doom...

"Don't let him die," I heard someone say.It was a new but strange voice. I haven't heard it before, but it belongs to a female.

"Please don't let him die," the voice grew louder as she approached.

"No, I was dead." "It's too late for the person."

"He needs to live." You need to live. "Do you hear me?"

I felt my unbeating heart just begin to beat again. I died. I knew it, and I am very sure of it. My eyes closed a few seconds ago.

"What's happening?"

I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. The burning sensations in my heart are still there, this time getting worse and more painful.

"You need to live, son." I heard again.

Was that voice referring to me? It can't be. My mother is long dead.

I opened my eyes slightly and saw a faint image of her. It was her, my mother.

Not now. Some stupid asses are taking me away. I could see her fading and turning away from me.

I wanted to reach her, but it was too late. She is already becoming deeply drawn to the dar
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