Blinth Story Studios giving story a voice burn by Brianna Morgan. The moonlight fell in through the blinds and beamed acrossed Ali's face. The heating was on, but it wasn't enough to chase away the chill in the room. I talked to Ali's body into mine. It felt like we'd been made to fit together. John was wrong. I'd never heard her. I'll always come back, I murmured. Voices echoed from the hallway. The door swung inward. John was there with the same priest as last time. Shit. The priest shoved
his crucifix necklace at Ali. It burned me out of her and back to Hell before you could say Merry Christmas.
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