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“She’s not Cassandra, not anymore---” -10K
Do you hear it? The blood running through your veins? Do you smell their flesh and sense their fear? I know you do. Fight to Kill. Fight to protect me. Fight to live. Nobody leaves. You must always follow my orders, Cassandra. Murphy’s voice and thoughts echoed in her mind ever since he brought her back to life.
Life is an understatement, Cassandra thought back feebly to herself, she wondered if Murphy could hear her own thoughts. What you gave me wasn’t life, it was imprisonment.
Too far gone from consciousness, Cassandra could barely control her actions anymore. Her other self, the self Murphy controlled; the parasite that runs through her blood controlled her most of the time. The Z part tried to eliminate any trace of her former self and personality she had left. And well, what she had left that remained, the parasite pushed far away into the deep recess of her subconscious mind.
She couldn’t cry out or scream for help but she made damn sure to remember why she was there in the first place.
As Cassandra succumbed to sleep, she desperately held on to what few memories of her past she had left before the parasite tried to take them away again.
My name is Cassandra. She thought. My friends care about me. 10k cares about me. I am not alone. I am safe. I am not alone. I am saf----.
Unfortunately, all Cassandra knew after that was the emptiness and desolation of her subconscious. A dark and pitiful dreamless sleep--- and then?
Nothing.
Cassandra couldn’t feel, hear, or see anything anymore. As she faded into nothingness, it frightened her not knowing if she would come back this time and what she would wake up to when and if she ever did.