(Scars do not appear to be cause of death –shock ... - Bad Request

"Have we ever had a name?" the calm one said with a smile, chuckling
softly, "Or was it just the first of us? Know that I am your ally in this - I, like
these others, have died my death in your mind, and this figment is all that
remains."
"KNOW that you will NOT last long in this place, THIEF!" Spittle flew from
the paranoid one's mouth, and his face twisted in a maddening grin. "MAZES
AND REGRETS AND DEATH are all that ARE HERE..."
"Do not waste your time speaking to that one," the other said coldly, "His
thoughts are all angles and spite and nothing more. Come - there is much
the two of us must speak of."
"THIEF!" The incarnation's hands twisted, as if strangling the other. "I will
feel the bones of your neck SNAP beneath my fingers... take my BODY back."
The stern one dismissed him with a wave of his hand, and looked to me.
I blinked, "We - we are separate incarnations? How is that possible?" Was
my amnesia not as total as I thought?
The incarnation was silent for a moment, then his expression changed to
contempt.
"If there is anything I have hated about you, it is your countless questions -
your desperate fumbling for meaning and answers." The man's voice was
like a hatchet, and anger flickered across his features. "The time for
questions is past. Now, you will listen to me. I was the first to breach this
Fortress, and whatever it is that awaits us here was somehow able to defeat
me. It will not best me a second time."
"You... sound as if you intend to fight whatever it is that lurks here."
The man gave me a strange look, then studied me. "Of course. That's the
only reason we're speaking now. I'll need you to be the shell - but your mind
must be my mind. Do you understand me?"
"You mean you intend to possess me?" my eyes narrowed. If this man was
who I thought...
"Yes." He glanced around at the spiked walls, then turned back to face me.
"We cannot leave this place in pieces. Only one may leave."
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