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Marjorie
When Berry woke up, he had to blink a lot of times to regain his vision. Though he could see a small figure standing in front of him, he couldn’t quite comprehend who she might be.
As he tried to think, his head pricked a little. He immediately massaged it with his left hand. His brows furrowed. There wasn’t a sign of blood nor wound in there, yet he could feel throbbing pain as though a knife was piercing it.
The almost eternal loop flashed inside his mind as he thought of possible reasons why he felt so weak. It quite explained a lot of things. He did stab himself to try and break the cycle, though he hadn’t expected to bring the pain even in reality.
His eyes widened when he realized he traveled with two other Shadowests. Despite his exhaustion, he was able to stand, moving back a little from the figure he’d seen earlier. As it turned out, it was a black woman. She was wearing a maroon cape, her square-shaped face quite fierce and intimidating, but it pale
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