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The Last Demon Slayer

A loud banging sound could be heard from the trunk of an old car that was parked inside an abandoned warehouse. The inhumane rocking of the car was accompanied by a muffled scream. "Shhh... Be quiet..." One said as she slowly opened the trunk and pulled the poor lady out from it. The two suspicious characters that were wearing clown masks tied the poor lady in the middle of the floor where a big pentagram was scribbled. "MSHGGSKKSSSSH!!!!" The poor lady made a desperate attempt to scream but it was to no avail. One of her assailants had the heart to remove her gag but the first thing that she asked as soon as it was removed was, "Is this a prank??? I know it was you, Cassie. That shirt is mine." As soon as she heard her name, Cassie removed her mask. "Ana, don't panic. We will just exorcise you, okay? Calm down. After all of this is done, we could just all pretend that none of this ever happened in the first place." "What?!!!!!! You're crazy, Cassie!" "NO! Look, you tried to strangle me with a belt last night. But don't worry because I don't blame you for that. You were possessed and right now we will exorcise that demon out from your body." "No-----mmmpphhhh" Before the lady named Ana could even speak another word of protest, Cassie already gagged her again with that same piece of cloth that they used before. "So what are we gonna do next?" "You have to pee on her?" "No way! I would never pee on my best friend! Jared, that's insane!" "Then let us just all forget about this whole exorcism thing then because it was clearly written here. Instruction No.1. You have to mark the subject with your own scent." ANA: ____(O_O')_____ CASSIE: ____(~_~")7_____ JARED: ____(--,)_____

WolfsBane · Fantasy
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But it only lasted for a brief moment before she felt a sudden wave of nausea that was followed by a splitting headache before oblivion finally took over him.

When Ana opened her eyes again, she had a different aura already.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the direction of the crying high school guy.

"Miggy.."

She called out softly.

But surprisingly enough, the voice that came out from Ana's lip was not from him.

It was a sweet voice of a girl and she called out the high school guy endearingly.

Exactly the same way Antoinette used to call Miguel on her imagination before.

Miguel was unsure himself but for some reason, when he heard the voice called his name, it felt so familiar.

It almost sounded like the same voice he imagined Antoinette would have if she only happened to be capable of speech.