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I can do this, I can do this!
The girl stood in front of the door to the abandoned studio. Nothing had changed since she had last been there. It was as rundown as ever, but no ink seemed to be escaping from the building yet.
Naomi considered this to be a good sign, especially considering what she was about to do.
The paper clutched in her hands crinkled a bit as she held it tighter. The note was, hopefully, a promise of peace.
Then again demons were not known for being trustworthy, but she had to do this.
I can do this!
A cool breeze blew past her, making her body shudder in the bright sun. It was too cold, too unnatural. It was nearly summer, and yet Naomi swore she could see her breath condensing in the frigid air.
Once again Naomi wished she had told the others about her decision, even though she knew none of them would have let her go through with this.
Lex would have cursed up a storm and followed her wherever she went just to make sure she did not come here. Shen would have dragged her off to the side and harshly scolded her, reminding her of what they had been through. Drew would have immediately told Lex and both of them would keep an eye on her with Drew occasionally distracting her with his cooking. Andy would have just stared at her and asked one simple question,
Why?
Why would she ever decide to do something so stupid? Something that could very easily result in her death, that nearly resulted in the death of her best friend.
Naomi was just glad the bruises had finally faded from around Lex's neck.
I can do this!
Naomi could not help herself, could not help the concern she had felt after hearing everything that Lex had told her, concern over something that had tried to main and kill them. She was "stupidly compassionate", as Lex would have said.
Nonetheless, she had made her decision. She looked down at the paper in her hand, the word written upon it in ink.
"Fine."
She would be fine, she could do this.
With a sigh Naomi approached the door to the studio and hesitantly placed a hand on the door knob. She could do this.
The door opened with a creek, no doubt alerting the monster that resided within.
She could do this. She would be fine. She would survive.
And with that final thought, Naomi entered the abandoned studio once more.