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A Losing Battle

Oh, God, they’re everywhere!

What have I done!
This was not what I expected when I released that.. that thing into my school.
I just wanted to have fun! To mess with people, you know?

But I guess I’ve taken it too far. I created a monster.
No, scratch that. I created an entire legion of monsters, all out there, waiting for their next victim, recruiting them into their vast army.

I’ve tried, harder then anything I’ve done before, just to win this whole thing.
But I can’t, the~

Oh no! One of them is nearing me!
Her, eyes, * shiver *, they seem to glow with malicious intent. The Better to See You With…
Her nose up in the air, like a predator tracking a prey. The Better to Smell You With…
Her teeth are bared in some sort of cruel, evil, smile… The Better to~

She’s now standing in front of me.
Glued to my spot, I just watch in horror as she seems to lean closer to my throat.
No, my ear.
Oh, no.
Please, God, please, no…

“I lost the game…” she whispers.
NO!!!!!

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