They shaped her, twisting her beyond all recognition. She'd spent years in that damnable darkness; she'd never asked for any of this, but damn them all to hell if they thought they'd have her back now. One word pounded against the insider of her skull, threatening to crack her head open, reverberating with a force equal to the destructive power of the weapon they'd turned her into... "Escape!"
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