
He is taller. Sucks. When I held her hand I felt warmth. Just being by her side makes me happy. His smile was the most beautiful. You're the only one who can make me happy. Why did this warmth disappear ? Where are you going ? Don't leave me !!
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Karina opened her eyes. His heart is beating so fast. Tears are flowing. "What dream was that ? Why does this heart hurt so much ? " Karina looked towards the window. Staring at night mingled miasma.
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Wrong ! Why do I continue to do so ? I know this is wrong ! Why !? Why !? My body just moves !? I don't want to see a dead man in front of me. I don't want to kill people anymore !!!
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"NO !! " Christina looked around. "Dreams ? " Cristina looked at his hand. "his blood... Is lost... " Cristina got out of bed. Looking towards the window. "That dream... Painful feelings, like not a dream.. "
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Please !!
Please !!
He's headed this way !
That's enough !! I can't take it anymore !! I'm not his toy !!
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Kurama fell from her bed. "sick !! " He looked around. "Dreams ?? " He pinched his hand. "Ah, it was a dream, but it felt like reality... What the fuck... "
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Cecil opened his eyes. "At hand.. " Cecil looked towards his window. "Not wrong anymore. Miasmas. Her aura. This is Danmark, off-limits. "
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Everyone had breakfast and talked about what they dreamed last night. "Hey, you guys have weird dreams ? " Karina was sitting next to Christina.
"Yes, I don't know if it's a dream or not, but the feeling is real. Like real. " Christina cut her flesh into minuscule pieces.
"Yeah, right !! I am crying ! " Reverse Christina. Karina cut him off big.
"What did you get ? " Kurama came and sat down in front of Karina.
"It's like losing something. " Karina adds a lot of sambal. "What do you guys get ? "
"blood. "
"Suffered. "
Christina and Kurama spoke at the same time. "You go first, Christina. "
"I saw a lot of blood and guilt flowing. " Everybody was listening to him. "What about you ? "
"Eitherway. Like being locked up in a cage. " Then Cecil came and sat down next to Kurama. "How about you, Miss Leaves ? "
"What does that mean ? "
"Everybody is talking about you !! Kai and you. "
"I told you it was just a friend. " Everyone looks disappointed. They were expecting another answer. "Then, what is how ? "
"Ah, dream. Are you dreaming of something ? "
"That's not a dream. It's the memory of a dead soul. "
Everything petrified. "What does it mean ? "
"Miasma is formed from the memory of a deceased soul. Everyone who died, his memory must have gone here. That's why they press. Miasma also shows good memory, but mostly bad. "