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she said quietly. They moved again but this time it was very large. Violet stared at the window with her mouth open. She shook her head and put the shutters down. "Maybe those cheese crackers weren't the best options. I'm beginning to see things that aren't...no, that couldn't be there." She put on the covers as she lay on her bed. "Werewolves and vampires aren't real. They're just from a book...but I'd be really cool if they existed. The nice ones though", she chuckled but quickly stopped when she heard another howl, louder this time.

Violet POV. "He doesn't love me, he doesn't know me," I inform the voice, but we seem to not agree on that point. "He loved you from the moment you were administered to the facility," he says, who does he think he is. "Who are you?" I ask frustrated with the voice. "I'm Hayden, I'm the AI in charge of the whole building," the voice answer me, I remember we were introduced to each other before, when I was still in my little space, I remember things from then, but they are hazy.

She's creating illusions that aren't real. Everything is in my head. Non-existent. Imaginary. "I own you," I hear Violet's voice again. This time, I just close my eyes and take a deep breath. I’m not going to let her win again. Not even as an illusion.

He commanded a kiss between a hideous brute named Bob and Mason’s latest fling. The girl looked at Mason, pleading. "Mason, surely you won't let him?" Mason didn't even look at her. "It’s a game. I’m not mating you, sweetheart. Drink the toxin or lock lips. Your choice." The girl ended up kissing Bob, weeping silently. I felt a chill. I needed to leave before I became the entertainment. But in the second round, the Moon fell to a wolf across from me. "The Five of Spades," the wolf barked. "Tell the pack... are you still a virgin?"

I eye it suspiciously before opening it. Violet, I am the type of person to hide things. I am quiet and I am not the kind to show emotions. I hope you find this room to your liking and decorate it to your hearts content. I hope we can at least be cordial with one another as I have not feelings for you at this time. Your truly, Anthony