Chapter 39

I hate you.

I hate you so much so that I want to drag you to the beyond.

Strip you off of your sanity.

Enslave you.

Feed you your own flesh.

Suck in your blood.

And drink your misery.

Even if I have to end me to destroy you.

But I can't.

I'm a slave just like you.

But we serve different Masters

A three year old boy sat in a brightly lit library all alone, with a book in front of him that was three times his size. He had a disturbingly matured expression on his face, for a three year old. He sat with his back straight, eyes on nothing but the book in front of him. As he sat in the library, flipping through Pages, his eyes going through each word, his mind swallowing and processing each sentence.