I was walking down the same path I always did. trees created a light deprived tunnel that was oddly calming and it was the one place I felt at peace. One tree seemed a little off, It shook and the colours merged. I put my hand out to toutch it. suddenly a static screetch filled my ears and colours ran into eachother. it was as if the world was melting. the sky went black and blood rained down. the feeling of disconnection waved over me again, feeling as if I was only a soul, with no feeling just watching my body fall. Blood poured out of my hands as if it were some sort of night mare. The sky shook and writing filled the sky. "System error". The world went black.
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Short StoryNothing is ever quite what it seems. When all of 'reality' falls to pieces does anything really matter. Tbh someone has probably thought of this idea
