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"How do you figure?" I sniffle, wiping the tears aith the back of lances athis eyes "Emery, everyone is crazy in their oay if you really look at it You don’t have to let it own you Be who you are and don’t be asha me pause to think Could it really be that easy? Could I just liveto ht Why would he do that?"

Ellis shrugs, facinghis body to appear as nothing more than a shadow "Only he can answer that"

"So, I should ask him?"

"If you think you should"

"What do you think? Can I trust hi questions"

I shakein riddles It ure out what to ask"

"Perhaps, but life has never been easy for you orthe right questions, the evil is going to be the end of you" He fades in and out

A split second later, I’ into be the end of you

It sounds like an o A death brought on by evil

Chapter 5

The Truth Stings

Ryler

The o to the concert, I sneak out of her bed in the early hours of sunrise and head back to my place It took a lot of effort to leave her waret home and put the wall back up betork and want My job co to ure out how

I lie inon the assignht at all? If so, does that mean that perhaps she won’t be as cold and distant towardmy mind Part of me wants to say to hell with my job and just let her consume me; run aith her and never look back The revelation is striking The last tis like this was toward Aura, and that got et into that kind of trouble again

Around two in the afternoon, I slip on a clean T-shirt along with my boots, then head upstairs to check on Emery, like Doc has instructed me to do every day