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Memories drifted through Sophie’s brain, each leaving a sharp sting in its wake.
Her brain swam through unconsciousness, her body begging for air, but she resisted.
She knew what was waiting for her in the darkness.
Monsters, monsters like she’d dealt with before.
Monsters that kept chasing her, relentlessly. Screaming her name, bathing in her fears…they knew it all.
She’d never escape again.
Her muscles hurt and she tried to scream–not for help–but as a way to know that she existed.
She was still here, swimming between two parallels, floating, waiting…for what?
Cogito, ergo sum.
Would she die? Would they kill her? Or more importantly, did it matter?
That was the question daunting her, had Sophie ever mattered? Or was everyone right?
She was a burden, an ache, a nuisance.
She was like dying, and forgetting Charon’s obol. Too late to go back, but too early to move on.
She’d been too naive, too selfish, to ever come to the realization that it had never been about her.
She was the pawn, not the game.