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Lucas realizes the infection is spreading further, his strength grows daily but his mind begins to fracture under the pressure, when a group of bullies corners him behind the gym, he doesn't feel fear, instead he watches his fingers lengthen into sharp claws as the worms pulsate.

The ballroom sparkled with crystal chandeliers and polished marble, but Sarah stood apart from the swirling dancers. Her silk gown whispered against the floor as she watched the celebrations, feeling like an observer in someone else's perfect moment.

Today at lunch, I accidentally used my coworker's coffee mug, thinking it was mine. When she walked in and saw me drinking from it, I froze. Worse still, I had left lipstick marks on it, and she's well aware I don't wear makeup at work.

I never understood why my grandmother's attic mirror was always covered with a sheet. Until one night, I saw my reflection smile back at me when I wasn't smiling. What terrified me most wasn't the smile - it was how familiar those eyes looked, just like my mother's old photographs.

The coffee shop window fogs up with morning breath. You stir your drink, knowing the spoon will clink three times. A woman in red walks past, her reflection multiplying in the glass. Time stretches like honey, and you remember this moment before it happens.

You know, I was working with this young songwriter last week, reminded me of the old days. Got that same storytelling spark I always look for. Funny how you can spot real talent right away in this business, just like when I first heard Jimmy.

Have you ever wondered what twilight felt like in ancient Athens? Picture yourself beneath marble columns as the evening star appears. The air grows cool, carrying whispers of olive groves and distant temple fires. Time seems to pause here, suspended between day and night.

You know, Newport was another interesting place back then. The Astors had their summer mansion there, and all these wealthy families would come up from New York. And the local kids, they'd work as servants, gardeners, basically keeping these massive estates running.