I Will Possess Your Heart
- I talked to him. - Bert had to struggle to understand Gerard's whispers. - With whom? With Ray? - No. With him. The spirit. - Gerard didn't say the last word, just moved his lips. - I think he wants something. He needs me. - They all do. This can take some time. But the dead know how to wait. - The what? No! He's not dead. I wouldn't talk to a dead man! Gerard was gesturing with his hands nervously. - Wait... Are you telling me that you talked telepathically with a living person? - It was by ouija. - Bert laughed, but Gerard cut him off. - I don't know... But... I feel. I feel it inside of me. Every time he invades my dreams. He can't be dead. Or her. I still do not know. I just know that... he's alive. At least inside me.
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“The fic involves a lot of mystery, leaving the curious reader practically "cracking" their head trying to put the pieces together and solve the mystery, the interesting thing is that it completely escapes your reasoning becoming something "unexpected" according to your reasoning You will notice the clues left in the chapters and you will discover everything at the end. I've already said too much here............ XOXO”
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