三十六 (Thirty-Six)

"You're just an illusion." I bite into the apple.

"An illusion?! Is that what you see?!" He yells.

I let out a breath. I pull my hair back.

"Truth be told, I don't know what to see anymore. Everything feels like it's fading." I say.

White ribbon... white headband... white... white... white... This place has powerful magic. I spit out the apple. It tastes decayed. I look at it. It's rotting from the inside out. My mouth fills with blood. I wipe my mouth. Typical. I drop it.

"So... if you're not just in my head, who or what are you?" I turn.

"We're your family!" He yells.

I look down.

"I have no family." I grip my head.

I have nothing. I am nothing. I'm just in a whirlwind. I do not remember who I am. Where do I come from? My mind plays tricks on me. It plays with my suffering and twists it. Am I really losing my mind?

"This is just an illusion." I mutter as I turn.

"Stop!" He grabs my arm.

I jump. I feel the vines. My hands start shaking. I can take the suffering from you. Let me take the suffering from you. Stop... no...

"Get away!" I scream.

Black smoke shoots out. He gets thrown back. I grip my arm.

"All he does it get under my skin." I mutter.

"You're shaking." She reaches over.

Vines grab her. Vines grab his too. My eyes widen. I feel a hand on my shoulder.

"Let me take the suffering from you." Han Yo whispers in my ear.


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