The curse— RP

Saoirse raced through the streets, heading towards the heart of the city. An eerie chill ran down her spine, and suddenly the people began to walk through her. "Not again," She whispered, terrified. But she continued to run, making her way to the crowd
 
Alana's body began to become completely consumed by the flames. She wished that she could just die, the pain was so great, but she was well awake and conscious, and the pain only got worse. She let out another pitiful cry, tears streaming down her face that would soften even the hardest heart, but the crowd only continued to laugh and jeer
 

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