me or what?” I said, spitting blood down onto the floor.

“You ain’t afraid to die, bitch?” he asked, “well I ain’t afraid ta kill you!”

“Doesn’t matter to me,” I said with a weak laugh, “I’ll just wake up again, reborn as someone else.”

“The fuck you talkin’ about?” the angry kid asked, tightening his grip on my throat.

“I can’t die,” I said, cracking a painful smirk, “I’ve been alive longer than your tiny mind could imagine. If you kill me, I’ll just come back somewhere else,” I looked at Mike as I said this.

The angry kid threw me back against the floor. I laughed. I’d given up any pretense of being a normal person. He pulled his leg back...

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