Chapter 56

• Miranda
• The whispers had started out slow and every time I knew, she'd just known that it was him, sinking into the very fragile creaks in my mind, slipping through my crumbling defenses, and warping the very core of my mind intensifying the hatred I felt, causing my skin to prickle and burn. Its whisper grew in my head to a stifling deafening crescendo.
• "Serve!" The voice swells in my head, accompanied by a faint ringing. "You will serve!"