Mass Chaos

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The clock ticks onwards. The future creeps up on you. You perpetuate the illusion of free will and you lay on your death bed crying. You think to yourself , "is anybody going to care that I died?" ... nobody answers. You wondered if there was anything you regret. Any unfinished business. You can't. You can't think. You can't stand. You look at your heartbeat on the monitor. The light fades out. "No" you say to yourself in your head. "I can't let it end like this." You don't have any energy, what are you doing? You're meant to be dying, get back in your bed... you step out of the room, your eyes heavy. You take another, "help" you say, as loud as you can, but you are frail and weak from the crash, "if I could just take one more step..." you think. The clock ticks onward. The future creeps up on you. The light fades from your eyes, you fall onto the floor. Unable to stand. Dying alone. With nobody to help.