"I used to have nightmares about the void... I would wake up in my bed remembering that I was safe, maybe even loved?... Probably not... I hated getting extra attention. I wish smith didn't know... He's so worried 😔 I'm writing this in case anything happens to me or my company. If I die it goes to smith... Goodbye diary, this was victim"
*present day*
I was working again when my arm began to sizzle. I looked at it and found that I was... Fading? My body.... It's dust... I see smith come in my office, I can hear him yelling... Am I.... Dying? I looked up and saw the pop up about me... I was getting erased from the internet... I grip smith tight as if he could help... I know he can't... Nobody can.... I watched in horror as I faded out of existence... I was back in the void but... I could see a light in the distance, I swam to it hoping to go back to shady, my company... and my old life. I watched as the light surrounded me... Glowing brightly around my small shape. I felt warm air brush again my skin and I stared at my arms.
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Gizem / GerilimWhat would happen if current victim was deleted? Can he come back? Find out in The Deleted Diary
