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I hear something shattering
It suddenly wakes me up

A lone figure stands in the dark. Dim light streaming through a broken window reveals bruises littering their pale skin, lips chapped and blue.

A raspy voice calls out to me.

“Help me…”

I reach out a hand, brushing against their cold skin. Upon contact, a crack forms and their body shatters into pieces, falling to the ground like rain.

Dropping to my knees, I attempt to put them back together. But there were too many pieces.

Tears prick the corner of my eyes and drip down my chin.

I lost the only person I cared the most for.

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