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    Victims, Aren’t We All? – (Chapter: 2: Reliving)

    Story written on September 10, 2007 by Andie1987.
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    Chapter 2: Reliving

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    "Because we do not know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustable well. Yet everything happens only a certain numbers of times, and a very small number really. How many more times will you remember an afternoon of your childhood? An afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being you can’t even concieve of your life without it. Perhaps four or five times more, perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty.

    And yet it all seems limitless…"


     

    Her throat is irritated, as if she had been the one to scream out. She tries to swallow the pain but its useless. A bad dream, thats all this is. She’ll wake up, she has too. "MOVE!" she growls, looking down at her legs. But its no use, she’s a prisoner in her own body. Closing her eyes she waits for the ending.

    The crow watches with interest at the sight unfolding before him. The brunette staring intensely into the eyes of her doppleganger, frozen inplace with no way of escape, she has to wait it out. Soon it would end and the crow would be by her side to be her conscience.

    Head still down she hears the evil voice of the gray eyed man, "Well lookie here! We’ve got company boys, always a pleasure… Ashley." her muscles clench inside her jaw. She watches as he turns his head away and nods toward his friends. Without warning all three of his friends pounce. Grabbing Ashley and pulling her into the apartment.

    The brunette, although not the one to have been pulled inside, can feel their horendous hands upon her skin. She feels their breath against her neck, and smells the sweat on their bodies. She wants to vomit, and almost does. As she watches her other half fight against them she realizes with tear stained cheeks, she’s living this. She’s IN her nightmare.

    "Please… I’m the one y-you wanted. Let Ashley go, she’s d…done nothing to you, Aiden." Spencer wrasps. The brunette sees a single tear fall from the blondes eyes and her heart plummets. She wants nothing more than to take the few steps needed to get to her, pull her away from him, and hold her. Tell her everything will be okay, but she can’t. She’s pinned to the floor.

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