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Volume 1
Storyline 1-
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BITTEN!
VOLUME 1
PART 5

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fighting off the voices.

 ...and then it happened. The soul shocking sounds of the guttural voice in his head returned. Forcing him, hands over his head and ears, slamming his massive body into the wall. '...you still dont remember - dont remember poor thing the so small things that drive you - drive you -mad -and the animal inside -dont you, remember? Everything... or do you choose - not to?' He gargles out a bellow in hopes to drown out the voices, but without success and resorts to his worst fear, reacting and communicating with them. 'NO" he replies back to only the sound of laughter. Laughter which tuants him. The madness of the empty damp room reverberates inside his hollowed ears. He runs towards the window, busting out the panels he secured, hanging his head out into the storm. The howling wind overcomes the echoes as he gasps to catch his breath and slow down his pulse, his hands gripping tightly on the window sill. Focusing his strength, he pulls out the bottom panel. In a quick flash everything sulled into a sharp silence. His rage then explodes, throwing the panel back into the room. He wipes his face repeatively and then stops in complete astonishment. It was like daylight. That moment of clearness and silence, he quickly steps back towards the window. As he grips tightly the outsides of the window sill, the wind blasting in his face, he focuses his strength once more as his grip begins to pull apart the panels, a silence succumbs the storm in his mind. He closes his eyes and a clearness takes over. Then a voice, questioning, "Jameil, what is that". This voice sent chills down his spine, he knows this voice. But an answer he was not expecting, "It can't be, he has awaken, so soon? Vince...? " Then a lightning burst cracks open the silence, he falls back in panic, pulling the frame of the window out and down on top of him. Still laying back, he stares at his hands in horror as razor sharp claws slowly retract.

                                       // to be continued

did you hear that ?

...Jameil ?


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