ID Imput: S̷͕̊p̶̤͂͠ẻ̷͙̫ñ̶̮̤c̷͇̈́ě̸̢̛r̵̗̂'̶̠̼̓s̴͕̈́̅ ̶͚͋D̷̯̥̈͌e̶͔̔v̷̗͓̋̉o̵̫͜͠ụ̴̢͂r̵͙̄͝e̴̱͑d̵̩̺̃ ̶̪͔͛́S̷̢͘ͅȏ̴͉̽ú̴̳͖l̴̨̦͛͝

Affiliation: F̸̼̎͘â̵̘̪̒ĺ̵͔͒l̴̗̺̆ĕ̸̬̔͜n̵͖͖͌̑ ̶̳̅Ả̸̱̤n̶̨̢̛ğ̸̰̎ḛ̶̮͑l̵̩̋s̷͍̖̃

Location: H̷̙̰͂͐e̵͙̝̽ĺ̵̘ļ̸͑

Status: P̶̥̠̾ǒ̶̰̳̀s̸̮̲̔̈s̴̞͍̑̕e̷̠͑s̴͓̋s̸̡̗̃e̸̮̗̿̊d̸̮̔͂,̶̳̙̀̎ ̸̫̕W̵͎̉ö̵̧́̏r̴̩͂͝t̶͖̿͠h̷͈͂̕ļ̵̈͑ͅe̸͙̖̊͆s̴̩͙͐ŝ̸̟̺̽

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"And now the bride and the groom will share their special dance." Drew said over the intercom.

We all walked outside to start our dance. We walked towards the middle of the dancefloor and Monika gave me a smile.

"This is the happiest day of my life..." She said in a soft voice.

"Then let's make it worth it." I said.

I reached my hand out to Monika and she placed hers on mine. I pulled her towards me and we began to do the waltz.

"You've...gotten better at dancing..." Monika said.

"Well it's a special occasion, for my special girl."

Monika let out a giggle as I twirled her around on the dance floor. Her beauty was undescribable at that moment.

I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my stomach, like a bad stomach ache. I felt like I was about to vomit.

"G-Gah..." I said

"W-What...?" Monika said.

"O-Oh Nothing...just stepped the wrong way."

I didn't want to ruin Monika's special dance, so I kept my composure for the rest of it.

The dance seemed to go on forever as the pain in my stomach got worse and worse.

"What's...what's wrong with me...?" I thought to myself.

Soon the dance was over and me and Monika walked back into the church.

"M-Monika...I'll be right back."

"Spencer, are you alright? You're acting strange..."

"Yeah I'm fine, I just gotta use the bathroom is all."

I walked down a long hallway and took a left into a nearby bathroom.

"What the hell is going on with me?" I said.

I walked into the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. I stood over a sink and the pain in my stomach got worse.

I began to gag as something came up my throat. I threw up something and spit it in the sink.

"Is...is that blood...?" I said as I looked at the red liquid I just spit into the sink.

I looked into the mirror and looked at my face. Blood began to drip from my forehead.

I moved my hair out of the way to reveal a carving in my forehead.

There was a bloody, third eye logo, carved into the center of my forehead.

"Oh...oh my God..." I said. I kept looking into the reflection while a cloud of purple smoke appeared behind me.

That cloud turned into Crystalline.

"You really thought that it would be that easy did you?" She said.

Suddenly the carving in my head began to glow red and I went into a trance.

"Now be a good boy, and do as what you are told." Crystalline said.

I watched in the reflection as my hands moved on their own and pulled out my Beretta.

A smile stretched across my face as I cocked the gun.

"Yes, Crystalline." I said.

I walked out of the bathroom with my gun in hand. I began to walk down the hallway until a golden blur appeared in front of me. It was Odysseus.

"S-Spencer?" She said terrified.

She stood in the center of the hallway, and I bumped her shoulder as I made my way back to the lobby.

There was a thirst for blood in my mouth.

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ID Imput: Whitfield, Noah

Affiliation: Retired N.W.G. Member

Location: Universe C, Spencer's Wedding

Status: Alive, Healthy, Happy

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I sat down next to Jacob as me and him enjoyed a glass of wine.

"Hey you wanna try this scotch Spencer always drinks?" Jacob asked.

"Yeah...wait you don't think he'll be mad,, do you?" I said.

"Pffff of course not. The groom can't be mad on his wedding day."

Jacob poured me and himself a glass of Spencer's signature scotch. I picked up the glass and reached it towards my lips.

"Noah!" A voice screamed in my ear.

"What?!" I said turning to Odysseus.

"Somethings going on with Spencer...somethings not right with him." She said.

"I'm sure he's just nervous, don't get your wings in a knot." I said jokingly.

I took a drink of Spencer's scotch.

"I think it's the third eye..." Odysseus said.

I freaked out and spit out my scotch all over the table.

"Noah?" Jacob said.

I stood up and followed Odysseus as she led me down a hallway.

"Oh no..."

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ID Imput: S̷͕̊p̶̤͂͠ẻ̷͙̫ñ̶̮̤c̷͇̈́ě̸̢̛r̵̗̂'̶̠̼̓s̴͕̈́̅ ̶͚͋D̷̯̥̈͌e̶͔̔v̷̗͓̋̉o̵̫͜͠ụ̴̢͂r̵͙̄͝e̴̱͑d̵̩̺̃ ̶̪͔͛́S̷̢͘ͅȏ̴͉̽ú̴̳͖l̴̨̦͛͝

Affiliation: F̸̼̎͘â̵̘̪̒ĺ̵͔͒l̴̗̺̆ĕ̸̬̔͜n̵͖͖͌̑ ̶̳̅Ả̸̱̤n̶̨̢̛ğ̸̰̎ḛ̶̮͑l̵̩̋s̷͍̖̃

Location: H̷̙̰͂͐e̵͙̝̽ĺ̵̘ļ̸͑

Status: P̶̥̠̾ǒ̶̰̳̀s̸̮̲̔̈s̴̞͍̑̕e̷̠͑s̴͓̋s̸̡̗̃e̸̮̗̿̊d̸̮̔͂,̶̳̙̀̎ ̸̫̕W̵͎̉ö̵̧́̏r̴̩͂͝t̶͖̿͠h̷͈͂̕ļ̵̈͑ͅe̸͙̖̊͆s̴̩͙͐ŝ̸̟̺̽

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I walked down the hallway and Noah suddenly appeared in front of me. I fought away the urge to kill and got my words out.

"N-Noah! Get away from me!" I yelled as I walked towards him with a murderous intent.

"Spencer?! What's wrong with you?!" Noah said.

"It's! It's the third eye...it's...taken over me!" I said while fighting the pain. I gritted my teeth together and fought the possession that was taking over me.

I fell to the ground and my gun fell forwards towards Noah's feet. Noah looked down at it and picked it up.

"Noah...Noah listen to me..." I said.

"W-What is it Spencer?"

"I...I need you to end this..." I said.

"W-What do you mean?"

"You...you need to shoot me..."

Tears began to stream down my face and land on the floor.

"Spencer...no....no..." Noah said while tears developed at the base of his eyes.

"Noah...you have to do this." Odysseus said softly.

Noah looked over at Odysseus wirh wide eyes and then back at me.

"You want me to kill my best friend?!" Noah yelled.

"You think I wanted this to happen?! I loved Spencer!" Odysseus said. She began to break down in tears.

Noah faced back towards me, his hands shaking with his gun in his hands.

"Noah...please I can't hold this for much longer..."

"Spencer...I can't..."

"Noah!" I yelled as I slammed my fist in the ground.

Noah was surprised at my yelling. He slowly pointed the gun at me. I looked up at him as tears streamed down his face.

"I'm...I'm sorry Spencer..." He said.

He turned his face away...and pulled the trigger of the gun.

"G-Goodbye Spencer..."

*Gunshot*

To Be Continued...