Crystal's POV:

By the time I returned to my residence, my emotions were completely out of control.

I had no idea how things had come to this. If everything had been premeditated, that meant that I had become a willing prey.

My thoughts were clouded by an indescribable pain. It felt as though thousands of ants were crawling all over my skin, gnawing at my flesh.

I stumbled into my room and burrowed under the covers of my bed.

I was shivering. I felt hot and cold at the same time.

My head was pounding, too, and all I could think about was the pain. Images of death flashed in my vision-Leonard's, Maya's, Rufus'.

I saw Rufus with a cut on his throat, caused by the black thorn that adorned his body...

And now... Now, it was Beryl's turn, wasn't it?

Noreen had once told me that I would only bring misfortune to the people around me.

I loved and the people

done my best to fight against

damp as I sobbed, hoping against hope that this was all just a huge

course, it was all

five years were simply a grace period, the calm before the storm.

me to death. It seemed like the ants from hell had already penetrated my skin, and were

water on. I couldn't even wait until it filled the bathtub, I just submerged my head into the water, praying that it would numb the pain, if only a little. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

caught sight of my reflection in the mirror. Through the haze, I could

hazy. The

it, then something else was

itchiness only seemed to get worse. I scratched and scratched, until blood bloomed in

then, someone

I whipped

up my bleeding arm. "Thetch won't stop," I whispered miserably. "What should I

I

intending to scratch my arm again, but Rufus

pulled me into his arms and kissed my hair. "Calm down, Crystal," he rasped. "It's okay. Don't think about the itch. Everything will be fine

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