Death

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Blood. Blood spilled everywhere. Shocked faces were all over the area.

      I— I don't want to..... die...
I can't feel anything— only... a spark of energy that's pulling away one object from another. No. Absolutely not. It's not an object— it's... something that died. It's me.
































I'm a ghost?

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 03, 2019 ⏰

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