I think I'm going to take a little break. I'm stressed out. And terrified. Hopefully I'll be back later today or tomorrow. But if I don't say anything for a few days, assume I'm dead I guess. I just wish I was back home.

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I think I'm going to take a little break. I'm stressed out. And terrified. Hopefully I'll be back later today or tomorrow. But if I don't say anything for a few days, assume I'm dead I guess. I just wish I was back home.
Day 5: Monster/ghost
Seth looked at the barcode stamped on his hip. Fingers tracing the mark as he looked over his scars. They looked terrible as he cussed in Sarkic tongue, before brushing his teeth clean. Him getting ready for a hunt with the GOC leaving the sleeping agent on the floor. Him only returning later to the Agent trying to escape again as he easily apprehended the man due to his weakened state from Factory defense systems. His mind suddenly fogging and his body not feeling in control.
Seth then broke an arm as a warning and shooting the other leg of the agent who shrieked in pain. He called Seth a monster in which Seth agreed, as his felt the pull of the factory which wanted blood. Seth tried to shake his head no, but instead nodded to no one and spoke an ancient tongue that left the factory eat through him. His fingers entering bullet hole as the agent scream in agony. Seth panicking and enraged managed to snap the connection as the bullet was out
The agent was in cold sweat panting as Seth offered him a drink. The agent whimpering as Seth apologized, feeling back in control again as his mind felt clear. He tended the wounds the best he could as the Agent cried and tried to crawl from him. Seth feeling tears wanting to run free as he got up and went to his room, slamming the door shut. He then rushed to his bathroom and turned the sink onto it’s full blast as he sobbed softly. He needed to talk to Ashley, something was wrong. Him leaving as soon as the agent drifted off, the word monster still stuck playing in the back of Seth’s mind.
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