Thirty-Six - Zeke

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"Kory?" His voice softly echoed throughout the darkness.

A light emerged from the distance. It merged into a person, its warmth radiating the abyss.

Kory.

Zeke reached out to hold Kory's hand, though the light started to evanesce once his hand brushed against the warmth he longed to feel once again.

"You're not ready yet." Kory whispered.

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