Worst personality… hmm…

Let’s find out.

Lay me down.

Cut me open.

Take a look inside.

Let’s see here…

What’s this dark, small thing?

Ah, her heart. I see.

What’s this? It’s… a shadow.

And it’s-

moving.

Put that back.

NO!

Sorry. Didn’t mean to yell.

That’s my demon.

Put them back.

More swarm, piling out.

Bees from a hive-

Spirits from a host.

I scream and writhe.

They’re all the sanity I have left.

Stop it- no.

Don’t touch them.

Listen to them…

Haha…

Hear them whisper?

So do I.

Feel them claw?

Me too.

Feel their eyes on you?

So. Do. I.

Shhh.

Hush, hush.

Now they’ll chant-

“End it all.”

My worst personality;

my demons within.

Watch them bubble with laughter.

Haha, so funny now.

I’ll roll with them.

Fake smile, cheeeeese.

But,

Wouldn’t it be so much better-

If my demons would leave?

Maybe so.

They’ve tried it…

Haha… but I came back.

I came back hard. Violent.

I came back bold. Vengeance.

Sit by, watch me scream.

Stand by, don’t touch them.

Watch them crawl-

Spiders in the attic.

Mind is webbed;

Watch them feast.

Kill my demons.

Take them away.

But-

What if-

Their host…

Is a demon… herself?