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His poison floods my core: it burns and takes shape, and just when I think it can't get any worse—-

"Surrender to htmare come true"

Oh God

His words plunge inside of rily lick every membrane I have in that secret place—-

And I aainst it

His words consuins

Mr Sinister

By Marian Tee

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The Monster

The Internet was not a safe place

Everyone knew this by now, but that was as far as it went Most people still insisted on using their children's birthdays as passwords Others kept clicking 're-factor authentication It ah to wait for a fucking a text How the fuck could that be so difficult? It was as if those durant hackers easy access to their life savings than log in with a six-fucking-digit code

The Internet was not a safe place, and people should realize by now that it never was, and never would be

If the billions of idiots in the world truly wanted to hide fro up for antivirus free trials would never cut it They had to do everything to protect thehjust like what she had done was not enough

Someone like her, whose life was poles apart from his, should never have come up on his radar

But because fate had fucked her up—-

Theher

IT HAD BEGUN WITH A search

A group of young people, the kind that foolishly believed calling themselves a 'creould add to their street cred, had decided to steal from him in order to make themselves known