ShadowLight19

Oswald jolted awake, gasping and drenched with sweat. Shivering, he clutched his head as the words of Shadow Mickey pounded through his mind. You hate him… have every reason to want him dead and gone… Letting out a strangled groan, he got up carefully as not to disturb Ortensia and walked to the window. How could what the scales said be true? They weren’t… were they? But if they always told the truth… Oswald clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, hitting the sill. No! He’s wrong! I DON’T hate Mickey! I… I wouldn’t… “Oswald?” He turned as Ortensia sat up, bl