Reality blurs with something a lot more potent—hallucinations. My demons start whispering in my head, words that I can’t even discern. Oh, God, no. Please don’t torture me with my own mind. I dig my nails into my wrist and a tear slides down my cheek as pain explodes on my skin. If I hoped for this to be a nightmare, my wish doesn’t come true.
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