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I ran, my heart pounding in my chest. He was coming after me and trying to kill me.
"Come back here!" Dark screamed. "I'll kill you!"
Just then, I tripped and fell on the ground. He had caught up to me and was holding a knife at my throat.
"Say goodbye." He said, his fangs sharpening.

I woke up with a start and breathed a sigh of relief when I realized that it was all just a dream.
After that, I heard the sound of my cell door being opened.
"Time for breakfast!" A voice barked.
I groaned and got out of bed. Two guards were waiting for me. They grabbed me by each arm and dragged me to where I would be eating breakfast.

"Wow. The rumors are true." I said as I had just gotten my breakfast on a disposable tray. "Prison food is shit."
After all my food was on my plate, I looked around the room. There were no open spots except for one next to a muscular dude with tons of tattoos all over his body.
I walked over to the open seat and stupidly asked, "Is this seat taken?"
The tattoo guy turned around and looked at me with an angry grin on his face.
"Does it look taken?" He snapped.
"Um, no." I said, awkwardly sitting down.
"I know you." He said. "You're NateWantsToBattle."
"Yep. That's me." I said, sighing.
"I'm such a huge fan." He said, slapping me on the back. "I've always wanted to meet you. Though I never expected to meet you here."
"I shouldn't be here." I said, shoveling food into my mouth. "I'm innocent."
"Are the one who murdered five people?" He asked.
"Yes." I said. "Well, that's what everyone thinks, at least. I didn't do it."
"Then who did it?" He asked.
"My dark side." I said. I didn't care if he thought that I was insane. It didn't even matter anymore at this point.
"You got one too?"
"What?" I said in shock. "Why aren't you calling me crazy?"
"Because I got one too." He said. "He got out when I murdered my third person."
"Mine got out when I was so vengeful about my fiancé' sister dying." I said. "She was so upset and I was upset because she was upset."
"Understandable. So, this dark side of yours, murdered five people huh?"
"Yeah." I said. "It was pretty bad."
"I can imagine. By the way, my name's Aaron."
"Nice to meet you Aaron." I said, shaking his hand. "Maybe we'll see each other again sometime."
"Oh, don't worry kid." He said, slapping me on the back again and standing up. "We'll definitely see each other again at some point. Trust me on that."

I returned back to my cell and looked out the window. But the view sucked because all I saw was the gates. Nothing else at all (except for the grass, sky, and sun but it wasn't all that interesting to look at today).
"How's it feel buddy?"
Dark's voice taunted me. I looked over at the newly installed mirror. I went over to it and looked at him dead in the eye.
"Listen to me!" I said. "Leave me alone! I'm carrying out your sentence! You better appreciate it!"
"Oh. I appreciate it very much." He said, a smile forming on his face. "There's just one problem though."
"And what is that?" I demanded.
"I want out." He said. "I'm not dead. All Morgan did was send me back inside of you."
"You wouldn't want to get out." I said. "Because I would just kill you then."
He chucked and said, "You? Kill me? Nate, you crack me up."
"I'm being serious." I said. "I will kill you."
He was still laughing as he said, "Keep going. You're gonna make my sides hurt."
"Visitor for Nate Smith!" I heard being called from the hallway.
"Looks like someone's popular." Dark said. Before I could respond, he chucked again before disappearing.
"Fucker." I muttered before I went to the cell door.

Once I reached it, I expected to see Morgan there and waited for her to give her usual speech about how she was going to get me out of here.
Except it wasn't Morgan who was visiting me.