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Scilla

Anna and Dailey were doing a good job keeping the Cykes that appeared in the kitchen away from me. Angela still lay on the floor in a heap, apparently unable to move. The thing that had been in her was becoming more and more impossible to hold.
I am Scilla! Queen of all things dark! Attempting to hold me is futile. She roared. I felt as if someone had poured boiling water into my brain and my hold on her disintegrated. I heard her laughter in my mind as she and the Cykes vanished.
I knelt at Angela’s side resting her upper body on my legs. “Are you alright? What happened?”
“Scilla has been overshadowing me for days.” She whispered. “I was only able to get control of my mind for moments at a time.”
“That explains why you were acting like two different people.” I said.
Angela nodded slightly. “I had to kiss you, that much was true. I thought if I got close enough, you would realize something was wrong.”
“So why didn’t Dailey realize?” Anna asked.
“He did. Scilla mindwiped him so he would forget.”

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