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+ 1	Story of my life..a friends life..and others as well.
+ 2	The Seether
+ 5	My Testimony -- Part 3
+ 3	My Testimony -- Part 2
+ 3	My Testimony -- Part 1 (Area Two)
+ 1	My Testimony -- Part 1 (Area One)
+ 2	A Paper Done Twice

The Seether.  That's what he's called.  I don't know where he comes from...I don't know if he's real.  This lack of sleep could have me seeing things.  As I lay in my dark room on my bed, I see the faceless figure in the corner, leaning against the wall..  The Seether...why does he have this name?  I don't know.  I see him everywhere...only when I'm alone...and only as I pass streetlights on the road does he leave my presence.  I could turn on the lights...make him disappear...but there is something about The Seether that intrigues me.  When I say faceless, I mean, no skin.  No eyes.  No tongue.  No nose.  The Seether is simply a faceless figure...with burnt flesh that has been eaten away to his ears, where one remains, and the other has been gone a long while.  He has hair...this perfect dark hair...but only on one side...reaching into the center of his scalp from the right side of his face, the skin is burnt away, leaving only the skull...blackened from the fury of the flame that made him this way.  Why he keeps following me around is what I'd like to know.  Maybe there's a reason for this constant torture.  There'd damn well better be...

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