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// Chapter 27: Premonition 
// Story: Vocaloid in Equestria: beta session 
// by DerpyStarlet 
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	Except, it wasn't Kamui. This person had his face, but it was paler, he had medium length black hair combined with blood red eyes and a large murderous smile. In his hand was a large knife and he stared at me, hungrily. Then he spoke, his words like ice and poison in my veins, these three words;

"Go. To. Sleep." It was a living nightmare, standing before me in his twisted glory was the legendary murderer, Jeff the Killer, a.k.a Sandman. I try to scream, but before I can, his knife is at my throat, a finger on my lips.

"Shhh...we can't let the others spoil the fun" His smile widens "now can we?

Before I know it, my mouth is gagged and I am tied to the bed, struggle as I might, the bonds are to strong. The monster was looking at his knife, entranced by it, running his fingers along the side of the knife before turning his focus at me.

"Lets have some fun now, hmm?" He took his knife and sliced my forearm drawing blood. He took his knife and licked the blood off of it before licking my wound like a rabid beast, staring at me with those eyes. Those awful eyes. Besides being blood red, they were cold and empty, like my soul was being pulled into a vortex of death and loneliness. He never blinked as he licked my wound. Tears were rushing down my face at this point as this monster cut me left and right, having a rush from the pain he caused me. My mind began drawing a blank as he sighed.

"Aw...if you break now my fun will end!" Fun. A word that I know bore revulsion for. If this is 'fun' then the world is a god awful place. My mind began drifting to Kamui and his history. Specifically the night his girlfriend was killed, the words he spoke as he killed a man.

"Roses are Red, Violets are Blue. I've got a knife, Now it's in You!" He said it happened to years ago...around the first murder by Jeff. Then it hit me, the trauma of the moment gave him an alternate personality...Kamui is Jeff. My eyes widened from this thought when he laughed.

"So you figured it out? That makes me glad. Though of course Akira, or should I say 'Kamui' has no knowledge of me. I would prefer his curse remain unknown boy." He put his knife to my throat. "This is where we say goodbye. Now please be a dear, and go to sleep?" He sliced...then I woke up.

"...It was..." I panted "A nightmare?..." Only later would I come to realize, that sometimes dreams can  very easily become reality.


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~Perspective Kamui~


I laid in my bed dreaming when something that hadn't happened in months, my body had a dark glow around it as my body changed. My hair shrank and turned black, my skin paled, and a hoodie, jeans, and black Converses replaced my clothes. A knife appeared by me on the bed. My eyes opened bow blood red, and a twisted smile grew on my face.

"While Akira is away, Jeff comes out to play!"