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A smooth sounds flows up through this room I sit in. A beckoned sound changes the colors around.
Hues of blue, orange, and yellow beam pass. The colors dance with the sounds, as if playing on a music sheet. It is in this time I start to wonder what Im really do here?
The colors die and sounds fade, and so does the thought.
White. White ice skin cralws over mine.
"I know what you want." The leech says.
Take a deep breath, it will be all over soon.