Labels:text | screenshot | font | number | black and white | document OCR: SOUNDING LIKE A CHORUS OF CONDEMNING JURORS. "NOT GOOD ENOUGH, WAS REPEATED ONE LAST TIME IN A VOICE HE COULD NOT RECOGNIZE EXCEPT THAT IT WAS FEMALE. "NO MORE!" HE SCREAMED LEAPING FROM THE BED AS HE PUNCHED THE TITANIUM WALL LEAVING A GIANT DENT THE SIZE OF TWO OF HIS FISTS SPATTERED WITH BLOOD. THE KNUCKLES OF HIS RIGHT HAND WERE BARE AND BLOODIED. THE BLUE HAD FADED FROM HIS EYES NOW. THEY WERE BLACK AND FULL OF EMPTINESS. "NO MORE," HE SAID IN MONOTONE AS THE FACE OF NON-EXPRESSION TOOK FORM. HIS HAND HEALED ITSELF INSTANTLY, AS HIS PULSE AND BREATHING RELAXED AT THE SAME TIME THE WORDS WERE SPOKEN. JAMES KNEW THE 'DEMON' WAS BACK THE SECOND HE APPEARED, BECAUSE IN HIS MIND IT FELT LIKE A LARGE PART OF HIMSELF HAD DIED. HE KNEW HE HAD TO CONFRONT HIM SOON BEFORE CHAOS REIGNED ON THIS ...
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