Chapter Thirty-Five
Dylan was pacing in the living room, scratching his arms. His markings were itching like crazy. His mind was racing trying to organize everything that’s been happening. The book Emma showed him had him anxious. He still had the issue with the lady in black. She hadn’t made any appearances lately, it was odd and unsettling. It was unlikely she’d just go away considering she was looking for him. Crimson’s hunger was getting out of control. He was lashing out more frequently, and putting him and his friends at risk. Even now he was clawing ferociously at the back of his mind trying to regain control. “Tick, Tick, Tick!” Lucifer chanted. Dylan tried his best to tune him out. This was probably the worst part about Crimson’s episodes. Lucifer would tune in and torment him. He’d chant and taunt
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