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We'd chase them every day, we just want to see what kind of abnormal thinking they did everyday. Elisa White saw the expression on Britany Santos’s face, as if she wanted to strangle this group of crazies, and laughed, "Is not our life just a process of solving difficulties? "Hold it out!" "I complain occasionally. Otherwise, I can not live my days. Okay, I'll go to work. You should get to work too. " After Britany Santos ended, she left without hesitation. Annie said with a look of envy, "Elisa, Davidson Forensic is so cool."

Startling crimson against vibrant clarity. Then there was silence. Severed body parts were dragged beneath the darkness of the oak tree before iridescent slits looked upon her with insatiable hunger. A strangled scream echoed, and she realized it was coming from her. Arms flailed wildly as if to turn faster and get away from what she had witnessed, shutting the door with fear that nearly broke the frame. Her mind was shot to hell. Crippling insanity manifested. A mental illness that needed correction. That was the only explanation. This wasn’t real. It wasn’t. It wasn’t.

Screaming. Shrieking. Chaos. My mother’s piercing scream tore through the entire estate, dragging everyone toward the room. Footsteps thundered from every direction. Doors slammed open. Voices overlapped in confusion—until they saw the screen. Until they saw me. The pack house erupted. Seraphina, standing closest to the screen, went deathly pale—then collapsed instantly, her body crumpling to the floor. Caden staggered backward as if struck, crashing hard into a heavy oak table.

"I’m working, Lena. Don’t you have a presentation today?" "That's not what I asked." Serena kept her hands moving. She reached for the next stem, measured it, and cut it. "I'm fine." "You keep saying that." "Because it keeps being true. It’s not my fault you don’t want to believe me." "Oh, you’re so fine that you freaked out at the club," Lena said. "The crowd." Serena did not look up. "I already told you there were too many dominant wolves in a small room. I got overstimulated, I needed a second. You've seen it happen before."

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I listened to them speak, eventually freezing into ice. Silence grew once more in the room. However, the temperature was still dropping. My mind grew even hazier. 'Mom, I'm coming to you. I'm sorry. I can't live on. I'm sorry...' I was dead. I died. I died in that icy basement they locked me in. As the last shreds of warmth fled my body, I thought to myself, 'If there is a next life, I don't want to see them again.' However, I never realized my mind would stay past my death.

He is lost in talking with his imaginary children and wife unknown to the fact that Ruhani ma and the doctor is seeing him through a glass window. Ruhani ma is crying after seeing Abhinav's condition. She rested her palm on her mouth to control her cry. She can't believe that it's the same Abhinav who used to be handsome and muscular with his beastly body. Abhinav is looking quite old than his actual age and looking too sick. He has lost a quite amount of weight indicating he wasn't eating properly. Ruhani ma is still crying when the doctor said," He will become crazy very soon. Because of traumas and too much depressions he is imagining people. If he isn't treated early at this stage than h

I clamped my hands over my ears as memories of videos I had once watched flooded my head, videos of that man saying that I was insane. No! No! No. I wasn’t thinking straight. I was going mad. “Die! Die! Die.” The voice echoed inside my head, growing louder no matter how tightly I covered my ears. I needed to leave. I wasn’t under any form of restriction. Leaving now felt like the only option left to me. ******* I opened my eyes slowly and tried to sit up, but a hand pressed me back gently. When I looked up, I saw Zayne. His eyes lacked their usual warmth. Something about him felt… off.

All sensations in her body were amplified and jacked thrice: the cool air on her skin, the whispers in the hallway, the lights from the windowsills, the leftovers in her saliva—all seemed to mock her and push her towards further insanity. The next thing she knew, Agatha found herself in the farthest stall of the comfort room relieving herself. For a moment, the drivel seized and everything was back to baseline. What was happening to her, she did not know at all. If she was anxious, anxious about what? There was nothing to be anxious about. She laughed it off and sighed.

Hah! Right behind them, my soul was so shattered I could barely stay upright. He knew all along. He chose to abandon me in that villa. I learned that my heart could still ache, even after death. Daniel's face drained of all color. He clenched his fists, trying to hold himself back. Just then, his eyes became bloodshot with insanity as he lunged forward and grabbed her by the neck.

I had just finished performing a surgery and was very tired. Just as I was going to go to sleep, I could hear Jack and Ethan's voice coming from outside. "Sofia Jones! Come out!" "You fraud! How dare you cheat on me?!" They were so loud that the surrounding patients and doctors looked in their direction. Before I could even go out and see what was happening, I heard one of the patients tell them to control their voice, but my father-in-law Ethan kicked her to the ground instead.