▪Chapter Two▪

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As my senses slowly leave my body my head begins to disassociate with reality. I'm asleep.
I sit up right and look around.
I look down at my arms and I'm bleeding. The cuts are much deeper than I expected.
My black pants are covered in blood. I'm not sure how long I was out.
I look around and nothing looks familiar. I look up. There's the cliff I was on. What the fuck.
I slowly stand to my feet and stare at the cliff I magically fell off of...not really sure how I survived the drop but I can't complain.
I start to walk forward, it's cold down here...lonely..empty. It's a peculiar feeling. It's so desolate...and morose down here. I continue walking forward. There's not much I can really do..Im stuck down here. I might as well give up...is there seriously any point in trying.
I start walking and a sharp pain clouds my body, and a white screen coats my vision.
I'm fully conscious, but my surroundings and sense of sight has been cut off.
It all digs into me. I can't breathe.
What's that. I hear children's laughter, chills run down my spine.
I hear the memories of when I was younger. I hear the laughter of the man who raped me. I hear the laughs of those bullies in class. It goes silent...then a small piano tone covers my hearing senses...a tunneling sound runs through me and I hear a thunder storm in the distance. My bodies weak. I can't tell where I am but everything's closing in.
It's all horrific.
I hear silence again....time elapses..and I hear the delicate high notes on the piano, chills race down my spine and I'm frozen. I freak out. I can't breathe. I don't want to move. Laughter and screams pierce my sense...the eerie piano continues...my vision comes to...
I see ahead of my everything went from a broad foggy area to a tunnel vision black.
There's a light at the end of the tunnel. I run towards it. The light behind me slowly gets darker and darker and I can't help but have the desire to turn back, but I can't I want this light.
I get closer to the light and a airplane like sound shoots over me...I hear an organ playing in the back round. I hear laughter...
The setting zooms into a class room scene.

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