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#Chapter 45: Broken Toy

I screamed, the fireworks unable to mask the horror that escaped from deep inside my body. It came out sounding primal, like something was eating me alive.

Aldrich had followed my gaze and immediately ran inside. The last detail I remembered was a pale Aldrich ordering the guards to watch me. I fell to my knees, traumatized at the demented sight.

Was I having another nightmare? Was this all actually happening? Were fireworks merely a figment of my subconscious, and Alan getting hurt was another addition to my dreams of bleeding friends? Everything was occuring in split moments, each event happening within the length of a second. I forgot the color of things and the names of people. I forgot that people actually died in real life, that blood does not ooze but pour.

The guards Aldrich commanded surrounded me with heavy concern. They lifted me from the ground, I think. I wasn’t sure what exactly happened after I saw the blood stains on the stone.

“We must get
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