oh, look at all the lonely people oh, look at all the lonely people oh, look at all the lonely people
eleanor rigby, picks up the note that is left on the floor by the door. who is it from?
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two figures stand looking out in to the ocean. the shorter of the two, a lady, stands solemnly, a singular droplet of salty water carving it's way down her face.
the two mutter to each other words only the other can here, the breeze muting anything a third party might even be able to hear.
the taller of the pair turns to the lady, bending down he utters something in her ear. every syllable in their speech, drains the sadness from her eyes and replaces each drop with terror.
a hand reaches towards her back.
a desperate expression reaches her face.
one can only see her mouth move in an urgent manor with what can only assume as her last pleas.
the hand pushes as the second figure utters the only audible words.
"goodbye eleanor rigby."
only one person walk away from the cliffs.
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