Something else had gotten out with them. Something dark and sinister hidden in to their genes. Every time they spoke, every time they moved, every time they even breathed they released a deadly cloud of madness and insanity around them, tainting everybody and everything, spreading infection.
He didn’t want to know about what was before. She didn’t want to remember what was before. But they stayed together. It was safer that way. Somewhere in the deepest bowels of the hell they had escaped they had ignited a spark of trust towards each other.
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