“We need to anchor your soul before it begins to feed on itself and you die.” “Whoa.” I was scrambling away from him again, but this time on the ground, and I stopped to hold my hands up before me, to keep him back. “What the hell did you just say? My soul is trying to eat me?”

“We need to anchor your soul before it begins to feed on itself and you die.” “Whoa.” I was scrambling away from him again, but this time on the ground, and I stopped to hold my hands up before me, to keep him back. “What the hell did you just say? My soul is trying to eat me?”

— Jaymin Eve