Several days ago, the Unforgivable spoke to me inside my head in the middle of the night.
Fiona is the target of one of the Fears.
I am one of the Fears myself. I am part of the Dying Man, and I could take you over whenever I wished to do so. I could make you do whatever I wanted. You would be powerless to stop me.
You should leave at once.
I don't know if she'd really do anything to Fiona and Soren, but I can’t keep the possibility open.
The Unforgivable has started using my body more and more, and it's terrifying hearing her speak with my mouth to my friends. She tells them she- I- hate them. Every apology sounds hollow, but I can't tell them what's really happening. They'd reject me.
She can't be stopped. She's the end of everything.
I hate this, but I left. I vanished from Fiona and Soren's life. I hate myself so much for this. All I can think of is how much they must hate me too.
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