How do you cope when you are forced to go back to a place you swore you never would?

What would you do when you are pushed to your absolute limits, to strain against the bands of steel that shelter that place in your thoughts that you've closed off? And if these doors are opened, releasing a flood of that morass of despair, pain, and hate, what will happen to you?

What will happen to the people around you?

The End

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