Yes. I'm not dead.
And at the moment of writing this I have downed 1 shot of Vamoose Vodka, so, we'll see how I fare.
Again, no, I'm not dead. Do I wish I were? Yes. Yes I do.
Quarantine has been hitting really fucking hard as of late, and I've seen Wattpad make the rounds on my daily dopamine runs on youtube, so, I decided to write this.
I understand I've left you all in the dark for-- What, a year? Year and a half?
Oh fuck-- Brainfart: Happy New Year! Late to that shit, but, who gives a rat's ass?
Anyways, back to the whole wattpad shit: I've been seeing some new formats for Wattpad. Creative Alarm going womwomwowmowwmwomw
So, yeah, expect.. That. Sooner or later.
I know I'm not the most popular writer here, and due to my inactivity I see myself declining rapidly from the pages of your minds, but just know that I probably will not be continuing In The Mist. Sad news, I know, but we should find things that aren't fucking, Warship booba or whatever.
YOU ARE READING
In the Mist
Mystery / ThrillerYou wake up in the depths of the Abyss.. What do you remember? A tale of a person destined to die? A man, who fought with pride to the last shell? What do you.. Remember?
