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ʏ/ɴ'ꜱ ᴘᴏᴠ:
'Alright, what is it with no lights being on, the fuck?'
'Jesus Christ, am I dead? No. Am I? No. '
All felt numb, and wherever she was, she noted she would probably never know a detail of, as she could not see over her nose. She was the only source of light in there, she also noted. Or maybe, she was getting used to the dark. That too.
Someone appeared. She couldn't remember who it was.
It was short, the someone. A little chubby, as well. Not a lotta hair, not the most athletic figure either. She didn't really know who it was, but she felt like maybe I should.
"Hey...?" no response.
"WAIT, DON'T GO!"
"If you go, I'll find you and rip all of your toenails off. one. by. one."
She only remembers running, the fact that her hair stuck to her neck as anxiety took its shape and place down her neck, her cheeks red from exhaustion and her eyes watery, as confusion took over her and she forgot why she was even running.
"It was terrifying," she would've told her friend later, "it was like forgetting another part of the story as the story went on."
