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Olivia hadn't left her empty apartment in weeks; the moment that she was joined in her head with a terrifying voice that told her to do the most [i]unspeakable[/i] things, she simply... Disappeared off the map. She quit her job, left university, and moved out of her apartment without even a [i]word[/i] to anyone she knew. Her only window to the outside world was her encrypted laptop. Her only income came through online surveys that paid in both money and vouchers, which came in handy. Her groceries were delivered to her, and she made sure to never speak to her neighbours or delivery people - the last time she did... didn't end well.

Olivia rubbed the cast on her forearm, lazily scrolling through forums with her fingertips of her broken hand. Whatever joined her in her head obviously had access to take over her body, too. After refusing to comply with the voice's demands, whatever controlled her [i]forced[/i] her to break her own arm using a door as a vice and a hammer to shatter the bone.

Olivia tended to browse, and occasionally post, on the "deep web," which was what she was doing when a white window popped up on her screen, nearly blinding her. She read through the message, suspicious of the sender; surely it was just someone messing with her, [i]right?[/i] You post your story of possession in the deep web, and [i]of course[/i] people were going to mess with you.

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"[color=8882be]This is a terrible idea,[/color]" Olivia muttered, running the fingers of her non-broken hand through her light blue hair. The young woman slowly made her way up the long and winding forest path toward the large castle that rested atop the mountain. She didn't even know [i]why[/i] she came: She wanted to [i]avoid[/i] people, not be surrounded by [i]more.[/i] But then again, any information regarding her situation was wholly welcomed.

The young woman stopped in her tracks upon noticing a [url=https://storage.googleapis.com/imgfave/image_cache/1326225312231343.png]young, pristine-looking man[/url] standing at the gates. Olivia breathed in deep before again trudging toward the gates, stopping just beside the man. She purposely didn't look at him, instead deciding to just stare at the monumental structure before them.

"[color=8882be]So...[/color]" she said, finally breaking the silence, "[color=8882be]this should prove [i]interesting[/i], if anything...[/color]"

[hr][b][i][color=8882be]Addressing:[/color][/i][/b] [@Bishop]