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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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Hello Cassiophea

Mr. Not so Unfamiliar

Everything about the new guy that saved me at the parking lot was screaming of familiarity; so much to the point that I could hardly shake this feeling as though I had really seen him before somewhere else.

However, at the same time, I could not exactly put a finger on who he was or where exactly did I saw him before.

Just where did I encounter you?

That was the question running inside of my head right at that very moment.

The way he carried himself as well as the pattern of his action was goading my person into thinking that this was not the first time we interact with each other.

But perhaps due to the fact that my mind was in a total mess right now,  I could not bring that specific memory related to him out on the surface. Thus I am failing to recognize him at the moment.

Of course, after everything that I had just witnessed, it was impossible for my thoughts not to be chaotic.