37. Fleas on a mission to descend and break the hell loose.

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The day went on, without any more drama. Neither Amanzi nor Reed approached me. And did Vann. All of them maintained their distances as if I was a crazy biting dog with rabies. Even the other TWPs were on guard as if they were in a jungle full of predators rather than school. Funny, the said predators in the society being on their guards like the prey, I could lick the power I felt at the tip of my fingertips. In fact, I felt the need to get intoxicated with it. Especially, the black void inside me wanted to let me feel the surge that it had at it's end. The only thing it wanted in return was continuously murmured in my ear like a siren it was, 'let me free, we shall both enjoy the taste of the things we desire.' It was indeed tempting yet frightening. The abyss staring back at me, was

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