Chapter Ninety Six: Wicked Darkness
Jadea And that’s how it started. My spiral back into that wicked darkness. I was caught up in the madness swirling in my mind I didn’t eat anything that was brought out. I barely even felt Blade and Garret as they worked on my arm, sewing it, rubbing salves over it and bandaging it. Somehow, they convinced me to drink a packet of blood, yet even that felt like a lead bomb in the pit of my stomach. I didn’t hear a thing my father said, I was so far gone to my own ruminations there was no hope of returning to the present. I was aware of what was happening. I went through the motions of listening, of standing up and dispersing when everyone else did. But I couldn’t hear anyone. I couldn’t hear anything beyond the pounding of my own heart. It was like I was stuck listening to the world as
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