

AliceI didnt understand how the pain could stop so suddenly after it had tortured me for hours. My heart seemed to have exploded in my chest and then nothing. I must be dead. Theres no other solution for the sudden void of pain. They had finally managed to kill me.Alice
They? I wondered. Who were they?
I realized with what felt like a punch to my stomach that I couldnt remember anything but pain. Pain and darkness. The pain hadnt lasted nearly as long as the echoing darkness in my mind. The everlasting darkness of my memory seemed worse than the pain.
I had to be d
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