Day 22
“You are nothing but poison!” I screamed. “Why am I so entertaining to you?”
The laugh sent icy fingers crawling up my spine.
“You are so easy to manipulate,” it said. “I barely have to try.”
An idea flashed in my mind.
It was a risk, but I had to try.
“You must be growing so bored of me then,” I said. “Don’t you want an actual challenge?”
I heard an intake of breath. My idea was catching.
“How do you mean?”
“Let me really escape. You will really win—if you can draw me back here again,” I said. “Wouldn’t that be intriguing? No. More. Games.”
“We’ll try it your way. Leave before I change my mind.
I ran for real this time, and didn’t look back.”
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