Siren Ghostbur
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The smell of iron was overwhelming, but there was no escape from it. It was everywhere, coating the walls and floors, shining a dull crimson in the low candlelight. His hands were sticky with the stuff, clinging onto his very shin. It was a constant in the mess of thoughts that ran through his mind. The only thing that kept him grounded, it refused to let him reside in the deepest part of his mind so he could escape this horrid reality he found himself in. his stomach turned and spun in his gut. Vomit threatened to spill from his mouth. His tongue swimming in a familiar saliva that told him he had no choice in this.
Turning to the right, the young boy barely kept himself from covering himself in the foul smelling liquid. It splashed onto the hard stone floor and the sound only made him gag more. He didn’t want to see or hear it. The smell was already making him dizzy. His nose scrunched up in disgust. He was grossed out by himself. He was a mess, a monster.
A monster.
or another adopt fic
but can you really be adopted when ur already adopted?