Chapter 17
Elion Moore.
“Murderer!”
“Kill him!”
“Hang his head on a spike!”
“Skin him alive!”
The voices in my head grew wild. Angry. Thirsty for my blood. Hungry for my flesh. For my life.
I woke up with a start.
Drenched from my sweat.
My mouth opened as I was panting hard and fast.
My heart pounded like it was about to rip out of my f*****g ribs.
Every breath I took was heavy. Painful.
Like a reminder. Of my ugly past.
It was crystal clear. Replaying in my head nonstop like a f*****g loop.
I wanted it to stop.
It was driving me insane.
But it replayed louder. Angrier. Like it was haunting me. Tormenting me.
Because of my sins..
My head was about to explode.
My body twitched nonstop.
The curse.
It was unraveling within me.
Eating up my sanity.
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