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While she continued her frantic actions, she called out. "Who are you?"
While she continued her frantic actions, she called out. "Who are you?"
No noise was made. The road outside was silent, the only noise being animals in the distance. Then a deep laugh sounded, echoing.
"I want to know who you are!" Grace called out once again.
The laugh sounded again, echoing throughout the street. "You won't find who I am anytime soon," A voice said, matching the laugh. Although it was coming from Kass, it was Crow's real voice.
Grace realized that it probably was someone new from high school that she hadn't met yet. She gave up protesting against the opening of the door, and walked over to the wall and leaned against it, panting.
Crow slowly started to walk towards the open door, a cackle echoing from their throat. They stood in the doorway, black eyes glowing.
Grace's head fell, as exhaustion took over. Even as fear enveloped her, it still wasn't enough for her to just look up into the eyes of Crow.
"Hello, Grace," Crow hissed. "You know, it isn't very often that I terrorise someone, especially someone who I've only just met. But you're different. You want to help Kassandra. Poor, little Kassandra, who has a personality disorder. Well, guess what? I'm not another personality. I'm an entity. And she's been my host since she was a baby."
"Crow," Grace said with sudden fury. With clenched fists and through her teeth, she said, "Back off."
"I don't think so," They said, smiling. "You are going to pay for your nosiness."
"Eh, do what you will," Grace gave a little sigh. "It can't be nearly as bad as what the students did to me a couple years ago." She bit her lower lip, remembering the constant "pranks" in school.
"Oh, you underestimate me," Crow growled. It was odd, hearing their voice come from Kass' mouth. It wasn't her, and yet, it was.
"Well, get it over with. Are you just going to stand there uttering threats?" Grace asked.
Large black wings sprouted from Kass' back, and horns started to grow from the top of her head. Her eyes became pitch black, and dark liquid leaked from them. She opened her mouth, her teeth sharp, her tongue long and thin. Her skin became even paler, a feat difficult even for her. A gutteral laugh sounded from her mouth, echoing in Grace's mind. "This isn't even half of what I can do."
"Yeah, so? I don't really care if you have wings or not. If you're gonna kill me just do it already," Grace replied, not really caring anymore about anything, really. She refused to back down as a wimpy coward.
"Oh, I'm not gonna kill you," Crow hissed. "At least, not right now." A smiled started to play on their lips.
"Oh, I see. You're gonna go play me like a puppet, aren't you," Gracie replied in a monotone voice.
"You have no idea what I'm capable of." The pair - or trio, I suppose - was suddenly in a white space.
Grace lifted her head tiredly. "What's new? They always say that."
"This place is my mind. Not Kass', mine. Now, you might be thinking: why is it so empty? It's because I can do this." The floor beneath Grace gave way, and she started to plummet thousands of metres to rocks below.
She looked around in alarm, but when she gave up on the door, she had unknowingly started to sink into a pit of depression with no way out.
As soon as she hit the rocks, Grace was beside Crow. She felt the pain, but she didn't receive the injuries.
Grace winced at the pain, but didn't mind much. It gave her sweet relief as to something else to think about besides the fact that Crow was here.
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